Residuum Poem by Justin Reamer
Residuum
What is left of me?
I don't know,
For I have been gone so long,
Disappearing with every day,
And, alas, in a year,
I shall be invisible to every man,
Alive but dead to all around me,
As if H.G. Wells could not have been
More pleased with what
I had to do.
The residuum is almost gone,
And I will soon fade away.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
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