THE BONES AND STRUCTURE
ARE DETERIORATING
THE DUST WILL SELL
THE SONG
THE DRUMS ARE ALL
NOW DEAD
AND THE AIR IS EMPTY
ONLY FROGS REMAIN
AMPHIBIAN DREAMS
OF AN ETERNAL ECHO
SOMETIMES THERE'S A PAUSE
ACROSS THE POND
A HICCUP
THAT'S WHEN YOU SHOULD TAKE
A BREATH
BREATHE DEEP
AND HOLD IT
AS LONG AS YOU CAN

-MOCKINGBIRD