Death

a brief glimpse of something sort of like poetry… but not entirely… by Kevin Trent Boswell

What Kevin Trent Boswell will look like one day

The bean came undone

The waters did run

And runners so fast

Cannot be out run

 

It worked out in the wash

And came out in the rinse

And no one’s thought

About it since

 

Halloween for some weird kid named Kevin Trent Boswell
Death, in training.

 

by Kevin Trent Boswell, aka Magus

Find out more at these spots on the wonderwebs:

Conjure Work

See other stuff (music and poetry)

The Plastic Infinity

Conjure Sound

The album, Flagship, at CD Baby

Patreon

poetry at: antiverse

Kevin Trent Boswell

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Author: Kevin Trent Boswell

Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary evidence suggests the possibility that it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares.

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