Echoes of Death Flow
I heard the squelch of death again,
too much depth to pick up my pen-
heard voices not meant not be heard,
listened to your every last word;
I guess I’ll never know just when…
I
will let go of all that binds me,
death too sudden with empathy-
‘round the course I followed in fear
hoping delicate wings appear,
supporting me with sympathy…
and
I shall wither through pain’s threshold,
hearing old tales of love lost told-
silhouettes of her echoes flow,
though a soft heart she did bestow;
remember her then wake up cold…
but
death’s pitied squelch, again I’ve heard-
eyes blurred with dependence preferred
I chose: "I heard the squelch of death again"
September 15, 2019
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