The Vast Unkown
As I stare into the winters chill,
posted there at the window sill
a birdie chirps a quiet twill
into the vast unknown.
Desolation is in the vast,
into the white a glance I cast
memories flood, from now and past
into the vast unknown.
Dazed in complete fascination,
betwixt by the correlation
where does the snow say relaxation
into the vast unknown?
Bittersweet were those days,
to snuggle warm in coddled play
but too soon, he went away
into the vast unknown.
I warm myself from the icy chill,
close my eyes to the pain I feel
drifting off with the daily pill
into the vast unknown.
Just as the pill begins to calm,
to my heart, I place my palm
my life at last, a ticking bomb
into the vast unknown.
Dawn awaits for me to rise,
a ghostly shadow by surprise
against the snow, my body lies
into the vast known.
Will they find me, I don't know,
forever here, to stare at snow
peering through the glass window
into the vast unknown.
Jessica Thompson-5/19/14
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