Notice by Lylou


It is always exciting to be exploring blogs and run across a post on my bags.
http://www.unworn-studio.blogspot.com/
and
http://fabbergasted.blogspot.com/2007/09/lylou-design.html

Grave

Are things as grave as they appear?
At times it doesn't seem quite clear
Ice cold water runs 'neath my feet
The taste in my mouth is rotting meat

A thin coat of salt covers my hide
The water is rising like a rushing tide
I notice my hands starting to vanish
My imperfections becoming quite lavish

My comforting breath is a heavy wheeze
I develop a chill with the slightest breeze
My hopes arise with thoughts of being saved
But I am gently moved with the flow of each wave

Piece by piece my body dismantles
I notice in the distance a row of lit candles
I struggle to find my way to the light
My journey ends without a fair fight