In Memoriam Poem by Ghost Legend

In Memoriam



Could you hold me
For just one second?
Let every pain be
Faint light, slowly dwindling.
The act of living
Is a straightjacket,
Mingling, and I'm coming
Off the market.

Do you see that far ahead,
Each relative, lover, friend,
Dead?
Gone is even
Your place of origin;
Next, shall be everything
Written in memoriam.

Sunday, September 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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