On The Place Of My Death Poem by Dennis Go

On The Place Of My Death



Notice the place where I've fallen
Cold and dead
On an old, old tree:

The grass shares its soil
With weeds and worms
Burrowing through
The height of its roots;

A morgue across
Taking in dead bodies
Deciphered in accidents:

A playground visible
With street children
Singing nursery rhymes
Detestable of meaning.

Not a sign
Nor symbol
Of my bearings.

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Dennis Go

Dennis Go

Manila, Philippines
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