Jul 2020
The tender stroke of death
closed my eyes one final time.
โ๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ .โ
Blood dripped down the edge of the bath,
my naked body in a sea of red.
โ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ.โ
closed my eyes one final time.
โ๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ .โ
Blood dripped down the edge of the bath,
my naked body in a sea of red.
โ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ.โ
Is Death the destroyer or nearly the ferryman?
A conversation with death.
A conversation with death.
