No Going Back Poem by Kyle Schlicher

No Going Back



it is the winter,

the ground
is cold
and
hard

no flowers upon the grave,
only
dead
grass

wind blowing,
cuts
through
my
soul

no tears left to cry,

eyes dry
stinging
with
the
truth


(1-10-1978)

Sunday, August 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
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