Grains Of Sand

Frigid breaths close down the breaks entwined by a colliding rails of a broken down bridge.

Unmerciful are life’s mysteries.


I get burned by their fire.

Grains of sand heal me

With their vespers.

Flame aside the holy grail cuts pages from talking graves.

© Copyright. Kiki Stamatiou, 2016

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