modernity.8

they dial into eternity by mobile phone 

8 years and more
substance free

they subsist on

modernity

the kettle boils
for coffee for

tea

grown up again from seed they

are given and take 

the lead

#katyamills

semisweet ending

when i die bury me pen in hand

typewriter for a stone. do not trust your sight

or touch the body scentless

cold and frightful in the ground

while my spirit seen there

wanderin the cemetery grounds leans

off a row whistling some

semisweet show tune




#katyamills

eternity

a starless sky
moving sea
a diving hawk
you and me

moving
the sea
the starless
sky

turn around
eternity