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Death At Sunset

The sun will soon sink Over the hill Another day will be gone The way life’s candle blows out Never to come aflame again What happens when we die? Do we have memories of life? Do our hurts hurt no more? Do our souls stop bleeding? When our hearts stop beating? Do we go someplace? Or do we just float like ghosts? What if I died tonight? I close my eyes against the setting sun It feels tepid It glows red behind my eyelids The grass beneath my bare neck Tickles my skin to an itch And teases my nose with its scent It smells so so good A little like wet earth And a little like mild lemons A tang of eucalyptus Hangs thinly in the air it spurs my senses and I feel so alive And my body’s so warm I could lie here Forever The evening today is beautiful It’s no time to think about death.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/10/2012 11:03:00 AM
beautiful poem.I love your flow .Thanks for sharing.
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