The Road

The fighting stopped.
I opened my eyes
And looked down the tunnel
That ends in white light
Dazedly walking forward
I pay no attention
To the sound of my feet
On the sticky floor
Ignoring the warmth.
My senses evade
The revolting smell.

Then I trip and fall down
With a glutinous splash
As I realize
That the road to heaven
Is covered in blood
I disgorge my entire self
And I’m diluted
Into madness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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