`
revolutions of the second hand
are innumerable to the watchful eye,
which has not comforted this bruising
…shame
nor can heart’s run far enough away
from pulsing, cancerous gangrene;
and off to the darkest mile it treads
…softly
in the cooling of a fading day,
a gentle crushing blow fixes completely
the drowning, despondent smiles
…of yesterday
as wafting wavelets wail forlornly,
while whispering affections now silent;
hearkening back to more innocent times
…found wanting
`
Frederick Alexander Kesner (Erich Kessner)
aps selected 26th October 2005
aps posted 19th February 2006
