Monday, November 19, 2007

One more poem

Dust gathers
as a memory fades
lingering still in my mind.

     The stench of decay
      fills my nose
      with your scent
       I am dying.....

A memento once given falls to the floor
from an overstuffed book
broken and faded red petals on the carpet
Now a shadow of their former beauty.

The smell of death is everywhere
Worms destroy
what was not 
destroyed by a razor sharp knife

  The pain is all encompassing
I can stand it no more
Will you stop it, please
Stop it
Stop it. 


Josh said...

I hope you are feeling better then your poem would indicate.


susan said...

JOsh, yes I am thank you.

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