This Binary Life

One day I will not wake
to watch my flesh and dreams
in daily fractions fade;
to feel nothing but my own skin,
to see nothing but my hair grey.

One day,
when all the tall trees unclimbed are black
I will remember
all that love must lose
and all that came before must pass.

© D. Archer. August 2014

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