The Dark At The End Of The Night Poem by Shalom Freedman
The Dark At The End Of The Night
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-
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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