Final Eyes

Final Eyes

I sit here and choreograph
altogether contemplate
that which will finalize
the next move that I make

My feet root down
unyielding, I become a tree
The deja vu countdown
now is 2, where once was 3

Serene skies approach soon
I await, arms extended wide
forever walking forward
my progeny by my side


Jimbo
09-09-08

�mental elf: 2008
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