My poetic take on 'A Coffin for Starsky'. Comments are always appreciated.
TIME
by: e-pony
We have no time
To speak the words we should have said.
A vengeful need has bled
The minutes from the hours,
And the hours of the day have fled
Beyond recall.
And all
That we can do is cast a glance
Or clasp a hand.
For chance
Cannot forestall
The end that fate has laid,
And love cannot withstand
The poisoned tide.
Our parts are played --
Lacking reason, without rhyme --
And hope has all but died.
We have no time.
END