30 ways to die.
#1
It burrows through hard fabrics
agonisingly slow surfing on water molecules
but the intent is there, it'll take a while
Time doesn't always rush,
it has plenty of itself.
Occasional rebuilds are just band-aids
when we know where to repair things like
blood, bones and balconies.
Final straws can be just that,
almost weightless...a fraction of an ounce
or sometimes a pig that's being fattened
in an old and crumbling Italian apartment
sent outside to trough and breathe in cool evening air.
They fell, the balcony and him,
erosion provided a nobler death for the pig
(nobler than the knife...or Mussolini's)
Time's consideration, walking below
wouldn't have known what killed him...pig or masonry.
Either way, it came slow,
carefully planned and embarrassing...'killed by a pig!'
It's all just Time
finding new ways to entertain itself.
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Re: #1
Ahhhhh. A breath fresh, free of manure, or architectural malfeasance. At the moment the skies are pig free despite abnormally high winds and for that I'm grateful.
Con/Jur/D
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