laura zeng


The Last Thing I Saw - Poem by laura zeng

A roof caving in
a bear charging in
the shell of a bomb
the face of my mom.

the fast-coming ground
hailstorms abound
a hole in my parachute
a leak in my spacesuit.

an adder's sharp fangs
street traffic lanes
a fire's burning flame
an arrow, perfectly aimed.

these are the things
some people have seen
from freezing to burning
to a car that careens.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

if you don't get this, it's about things that people could see right before death. yeah i know. it's sad

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 30, 2013



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