Doldrums of Death
Doldrums of death
Beat like drumrolls
That final breath
When the bell tolls
Doldrums of death
Shrouded in palls
Leads to Lethe
When the trump calls
Doldrums of death
Sound like headaches
Cry of Macbeth
When the cord* breaks
Doldrums of death
Stab like sharp spikes
Placing grave wreath
When the clock strikes
*silver cord
19th April 2023
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2023
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