Six Hundred, Sixty, And Six Poem by Justin Aptaker

Six Hundred, Sixty, And Six



all together
with numbers and rulers we form
circles in playgrounds like schoolgirls

with jump ropes and all with short sing song rhymes
short, and now shorter, now shorter
like ozone

with long life hum whispers and all with eyes
like lacking

Saturday, February 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: abstract,apocalypse,armageddon,dark,despair,esoteric,human condition,humanity,mystery,society
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