R.P. Grcic Poet Free verse

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I think most people picture a parting phrase, 
The “I love yous”, 
Or something like,
“You’re going to be in a better place.” 
It’s hard to describe, 
I feel like I’ve had sort of a perspective change. 
It’s hard not to imagine like I’ve seen death, 
And when we locked eyes,
I saw the heat edge of reckoning’s face. 
I feel the beating of my Heart’s drum, 
The thud, 
‘Dum duh dum’, 
Speedy pace. 
Just the thought of dying keeps me from sleep, 
Head held hostage, 
The fee for sleeping isn’t worth dreaming myself awake. 

I haven’t been eating, 
Meals come every several days. 
“That’s a symptom”, 
Our argument's reflection gleams at us from the squeaky clean plates. 
I’m too busy teething to be worried about being flush in the face, 
My colours been gone, 
I’m blending into both the whites and greys.

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