In Holding Up A Skull Poem by james watkin

In Holding Up A Skull



Impressions, when you look
Death in the eye;
As blank, unemotional
In appearing?

There's no evil blackness
To shock, nor has means to
Is there! A mere dark void.
Hollow fearing!

Tuesday, March 8, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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