Dear Roksanna by al

Dear Roksanna

I am the bottom of the abyss
here light and vibration is to kill or be killed
on the way down

if you survive without air

if you not explode under pressure

red flashes of your heart beat will tick out your death

and still even if you get here with your lousy stinK

I will be long gone

being here, there, everywhere and nowhere
in-visible in-finity of a-void cosmos

photo copyright b. rowland 2010
poem copyright al 2010
al's gallery is here