Shalom Freedman

Gold Star - 19,433 Points (Troy New York)

The Dark At The End Of The Night - Poem by Shalom Freedman

The dark at the end of the night
The hole in the ground
The worms:
This is what I fear
The nothingness that lasts forever
And the disintegration that makes all I am
Smell terribly for a while
And then on and on,
Bones and dust
Dust and dust.

Oh the fear of the ground
And the fear of that nothingness forever-

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

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