Putting Death On Hold Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Putting Death On Hold



Reluctantly moving into the future at times, not knowing
what lies ahead, wanting to sever time from life so I can
move about eternally.

Not listening to intimate aspects of death as it hides in
the corners of my being, striking when least expected,
taking life and expiring it before knowing what's happened.

Curious as always, waiting to find out the exact cause at
the moment of going from death to life, what happens and
how I can find a way to shut off the interior switch,
putting death on hold forever if at all possible.

Monday, February 1, 2016
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