30/30 Day 18-The Mark

I am the permanent

Black mark scribble

Over the timeline

And my name 

A constant, dog-eared


Still rattles upon my tongue

Crash echoes down the hallway

Or maybe it slides from your lips

As linger at the door

A transient ghost

Gone by morning

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