Imagine, After Forever
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It is all the words lost, the swirling, the
missing dates and this slow evil poison filling me
and the darkness is creeping, creeping closer each day.
Give me your hands. Do I know you?
It is the pain, the pain that endures . . .
Now, flashes of beauty brightly spin and fade, oh
endless emptiness and lost words on my tongue.
And the wasting away of my soul, no more poetry . . .
For my safety I retreat- I leave this world for silence
to the past, the past, the past, where
everything is pretty and happy. Oh, the
reaching- the endless reaching for words and names.
Failure, failure, don't disturb my dreamy dream, where
only I dwell, happy! Now, give me my dolly !
Remember, oh remember our bleeding love lost, darlings
evermore in a magic land I dwell, where I am a beauty,
venturing and meandering, just a shadow of me . . .
Ever and beyond, my darlings, adieu, adieu ! Please,
remember me after forever when this heart beats no more.
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December 14, 2017
Poetry/Acrostic/Imagine, After Forever
Copyright Protected, ID 17-9720-71-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
For the contest, After Forever
sponsor, John Lawless
Third Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2017
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