The world placed at the finger-tips
or hell heaped upon shoulders
or heaven stretched-out beneath feet
Things can not be held
Blood pours out of the flesh
Breath winces out of lungs
Things can not be held
Gravity pulls upon the smile
Time slips through the cracks
Things can not be held
Flames smolder into ashes
Light from distant stars burns out
Things can not be held
Arms embrace & bid farewell
Palms face open & away
waving in winds that gust from here to where
things can not be held
Anger fades into forgotten angst
Sorrow is rinsed away with tears
that evaporate in the dissolving day
Things can not be held
Eyes give way & close to dream
Foliage blossoms above forgotten graves
Things can not be held
Grasping this idea of letting go
Losing hold of all beheld/befallen
Things can not be held
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