Posted on Sunday, November 29, 2015 at 06:51:00 PM in Poems

Gray Smoke

Wash me clean from this life

Be I forever or no more

I do walk alone

A shadow, thin as grey smoke

I drift waywardly into the murky night

So fast and faint, a dream fading

Consciousness adrift from the knowing mind

I walk alone

Wash me clean so that I might sleep

Peacefully forever more.

 

By Lucius Wilson

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