....... drip .......
I heard the slow, distant drip
inquisitive I turned a keen ear
I proceeded hesitantly
down the lit-by-my-mind, dusty hall
threads of the feces laden rug
grasped and tugged at my ankles
aged wallpaper cut into my skin
unknowingly thwarting my fall
ouchh! each tiny cut elicits
synaptic-heat like summer catcalls
meoww? Moowowww! Mnowww? Morwoww!!
I sense a slight breeze
a hint of "some-light" somewhere
down there, just .. somewhere, trying
to fight thru a muddy waterfall
like little blades, ever sharpening
calling, "come here!" but fadingly so
eerily, whisperingly they cut to my core
with each step as I near
.... drip .... splutter
i remember heat .. mmmmmm!
vestiges only, comfort once known
brrrrrr! shiver, why am i so cold
cold-sweat, like an icey tear
finds a home between the lashes
of my right eye .. can't blink
increasing ... an image forms
morphing into my retina
i watch death magnify coming slowly
.. drrriiiiip .....oooze
unburdened but with a weight untold
bearing down, anti-iridescent tunnel walls
fracturing before me as my final
moment unfolds ... it's quiet now
amazzzzingly so! but wait .. a question
from everywhere but nowhere
softly looms .. "are you ready to go?"
meekly from somewhere deep inside
comes an eternal "noooooooo..."
.. thu .... thuuum .. thuummp
thump .. thump .. thump!
shhh .. listen
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Posted 10 March 2012 - 01:42 PM
Daaaamn!!!...this is owesome, it made me drift with you. The imagery is so on point, I get it that you are describing death or the "art of dying" lol. Great concept!
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