michael oliver - yet and yet

A score of years my truth for you
A life without contact captured forever now here
This fact silent absorbed fed by my illusion
Filling the raw reality of moods silent eruption

As I watch myself ailing aging and fading
The flow approaches denouement this layer cake life
Never any release - no -nor any single word
Until death bed lips mouth your conjoured name

michael oliver

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