Monthly Archives: April 2016

Expiration Date

Loss
Is a meaning
In debt to denial.
Absurd
As all the world
And profound
As rabbit holes
Tucked under thick brush
And empty.
Where has life gone
When the flesh
Grows frozen
And fails to betray
Any signs
Of thawing?
It’s long gone.
Lost as I am,
I am loss in itself.
And aware of the
Audacity
Of death.

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