I watch helplessly as white
sand trickles down
the smooth
ornate
glass that
ticks away the
hours remaining in
this fleeting and happy life.
YOU ARE READING
Birds in Glass Castles
PuisiMy collection of poems through the last few years in some of their rawest forms; more steppingstones of my journey as a writer.
Hourglass
I watch helplessly as white
sand trickles down
the smooth
ornate
glass that
ticks away the
hours remaining in
this fleeting and happy life.