'Ahhhh...Ami! ' Poem by Dónall Dempsey

AHHH....AMI!

'Je cherche le mot...'

Her left foot
had gone

...asleep.

The rest of her
still

... wide awake.

The net curtains
she noticed idly

needed washing

blew back
in an almost

theatrical(how
dramatic) fashion

& there
stood Death

large as life
(so to speak) .

Death itself
like an old fashioned butler

'Almost a Jeeves! '
she chuckled softly

to her self.

'Madame, if I may
...have a word? '

'Oh, Mr. Death
surely not yet...not yet? '

Death smiled
obsequiously.

'Le Roi, s'amuse...'

The unfinished Maupassant
falling from her hand.