Out Poem by Patty Rose

Out



I’m out
but I see the bright flame
through the crack in my mind
help me push all around
to feel the heat under my hand
I grow to know

But now I am weak
I see the succession of doors
and the eye around the world
and now the first door is ajar
hurry help me push

And oh what I know
I know death

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Patty Rose

Patty Rose

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