You saw in my head a crevice
Gushing
Oozing
Sluicing all
You scanned my closing eyes
Entertained by shows of ancient memories –
Dust-ridden, some forbidden
You heard a thudding
Arrhythmic chest
But weakening
Waning –
Ribs worn, giving,
To then resign
You caught an evanescing soul –
Life-anaemic –
Blue-tinge upon a fringe –
Vignette for ebbing life.
Vitality leaks – leaks vitality
Lungs breathing – breathing lungs
Collapsing
Folding –
City-blackened bellows
You watched me
Kissing out byes
Kissing on death;
Wishing in cries;
Wishing not Seth
To pass on travels upward
– But gentler gods –
Show me worthy
You witnessed a passing
You stared at closure
Blessed it.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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