ben myles

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Death And Incoherence - Poem by ben myles

He awoke
in much the same way
he drifted into sleep
incoherently.

reaching for the milk pitcher
as he would for a beer
his head down
& expecting a full
heady brew

after dressing accordingly
in funeral attire
he looked at the mirror
in himself
at his hands
removed his watch
from his wrist
unaware the time he had
anyhow.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 28, 2008



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