death,
sudden
violence laced
death
comes
as quite a shock,
at first.
soon,
you acquire
a knack
for
absorbing
this
blunt
force
trauma
like
experience,
at first.
then,
one day
you
wake up
and
discover
that
you
feel
nothing,
nothing
at
all.
12-24-1968
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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