Death's World Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Death's World



Dark stretches of imagination fill an interior being
subconsciously.
Belying all, skirting edges of reality to flirt with
death against it's bidding.
Laughing in the face of death as it hovers near to me.
Whiling away hours of existence to probe and prod
death's existence hidden always on earth.
Traipsing interiorly, creating music for final moments
of despair before life begins no more on this planet
earth.
Securely fastening self within a darkened compartment,
watching, anticipating death, wondering curiously
which path it will follow next.
Who will death touch with it's icy stare, penetrating
a nether world?

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