LETTING GO

Black and blue

Rotting flesh

What can I do to escape your grasp?

The wind carries your soul

My mind is your tomb

Liquid flesh dripping on the carpet

Liquid flesh to mark a passing

Old life

Tired eyes now gone

Maggots crawl as flies buzz

Bone bursting from tightened skin

Filling my mind with memories

As tunnel vision comes

Bloated stomach fit to bursting

No longer here

Yet it seems you never left

Marks on the ceiling the silent testimony

Ignorant children in ties and a plastic tub to take you away

Once so elegant now an object to remove

No parades, no fireworks, just a dirty white van

Cigarettes, and talk of sports

Sun begins to set, as you are carried away

Cries in the night call out your name as the wind slips through the trees

Cats sing to your passing

Forever do I grieve