Slow Death Poem by Dizzy Darling

Slow Death



minuet marching bands
laughing loon and spooky foxes
Bachs fugue playing with fingers like spiders
debussy picnics under baudelaires fountain stars
while distant chimes handels musical clock
to the swan of saint saens farse
and whirring firebird and requiem

I live each minute like years
and I am 26
what would you do in an hour?

Sunday, June 5, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: spooky
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