Graveful Demise Poem by Jim David Morris
Graveful Demise
deprived sanity
vision in thee abyss
comfort, whiskers
gone
furnace growling echoes
aged lumber
eerie cracks, furtive
upon a door,
in his room, black
mirth, now peek
crimson eyes incandescence
sight
of possession, short
deflate thee heart
peaceful silent
out
out
your grave, calls
your daughter, cries
I, smile
Saturday, December 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,grave
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