03-01-2018, 09:42 AM
I like this because it can be interpreted many different ways. At first it made me think of waiting on the electric chair or something like that. But after reading a second time it reminded me more of a man that failed to achieve greatness, and was looking back in shame.
(12-11-2017, 03:49 PM)flagthrower Wrote: It started with dread and finished with embarrassment.
There was nothing to blame except the scratchy
sponge resting in my skull.
Grace was given and exceptions made,
but there it was, the final hour,
and what had been achieved?
The church bells tolled,
one after the other.
The cigarette burned,
down to the stub.
Time had
run
out.