Period
the
complete
&
utter
cessation
of
life---
no more
talk,
no more
pretending
that there are
angels
somewhere in
the shadows
about to come out
& save you---
you close your
mouth & you eyes
roll back---all
your loved ones
still living,
break apart---
all your loved ones
who have died
before, are
dead---now like you
their personality no
longer exists in the
moment---all that
remains is the
memory & isn’t that
enough?
period.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2011
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