She's Gone by Mark R. Slaughter
Eyes bemused –
A disconnect
Dermal swathes of young and old
Reject the guessing of your age
You’re blind –
A blueprint for blankness
Your dreaming pipes through nothingness –
Are you still afloat? – atop the oceans,
Heaving, heavy over Hell,
Boiling, spoiling in a mind that couldn’t cope.
Ah! but Death smiles
And so do you
Kissing Him
Is all to do!
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Unique Poems from Here and There
PoetryTHESE ARE NOT MY POEMS! This is just a compilation of some poems that are from everywhere and anyone. No copyright intended, I just really enjoyed these pieces so I hoped to share them. I found these on Tumblr, through school work, while watching Yo...
