All We Were Could Not Fit In A Name Poem by Patti Masterman
All We Were Could Not Fit In A Name
Death as object seems almost too vast
To squeeze into the fragile human frame-
Though days we lived were never made to last,
And all we were could not fit in a name.
Perhaps though, death is small as other things
We deal with daily, never to suspect
That it’s both grimace, and that little pain-
We took the pill- before were beat to death.
Monday, January 16, 2012
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