20 August 2014

Love You in Death

heavy intoxicating air
drew me to where he was laying
a body decomposing, dead
still I carried him up to bed
wish he was joking, just playing
he's gone, completely unaware
I laid him down with tender care
this can't be real, I kept saying
I tucked him in, kissing his head
I wont live without him I said
guaranteed I wont be staying
that's a promise I'll keep I swear
slicing both wrist, suddenly free
my final thought, just you and me

Trilonnet Poem
Where's My Asylum
Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince

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