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(Courtesy of Photowall)

Poem: grim reaper’s webs

  • September 13, 2021
(Courtesy of Photowall)
(Courtesy of Photowall)

latticed row-by-row,

hanging from pinpoints under the sky

buildings of inky grey and black, swirls 

melting across their borders

a shadow of what-if events drained away

breathless, collapse on your back

muted, lolls your head,

hear the monitor

beep…

       beep…

  beep… 

kicking and cursing

from behind the glasses hung over your heavy lidded eyes

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