Dying Sighs
She sighs,
clenches her fists,
and dies...
Again and again,
an incessant drumming
that pounds at almost midnight
uncaring, so loud, too loud
like those awful karaoke singers
who think they can sing,
but of course can't
small parts of her die each time
she takes the time to think
she unclenches her fists
in silence
Copyright © Kaye S- | Year Posted 2014
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