Clay Kohut

Rookie (02/22/1990)

Sinking In Slow Sand - Poem by Clay Kohut

My suicide, though I've not died,
is going just as planned
I'm sinking in slow sand
tied to a rubber band
I'm in denial

I write this rhyme to kill the time
before it kills me first
you've seen me at my worst
I'm building up a thirst
for my revival

Its coming soon, this afternoon
will surely be my last
I'm living in the past
oh life goes by so fast
when you ignore it

Remember when you took me in,
sheltered me from the rain
then you got in my veins
its driving me insane
I can't ignore it

down to my neck, my life's a wreck
I want to leave this hell
but I hear wedding bells
oh I can never tell
when I am finished

A moment left, my final breath
is short, bitter, and sweet
again we'll never meet
this overwhelming heat
is now diminished.

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  • (6/27/2008 11:49:00 AM)


    This is my absolute favorite poem out of any poet ever, Clay. That's a big deal. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 31, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 2, 2008


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