The Dead Poem by Craig Steiger
The Dead
somehow there's always
The irrational expectation
the dead will continue,
Will roll the gravel
down driveway
the way they did for years,
but no-
Instead they'll fade in photographs
bound for the attic
Destined to be unidentified
by generations
not yet born-
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9/20/2024 3:52:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a blatant truth, well told... good write, craig