I.
I walked home from a grocery store
5 miles from my house,
I walked a long gravel road without shoes
Blisters forming and bleeding, stones stabbing my feet

II.
While walking I saw a young boys grave marker
Designed like hockey sticks next to a bench, with his picture
And fresh purple flowers.


I never noticed it from the road.


III.
There was a rotting deer carcass
Not far from the field,

when I took a breath in,
I realized I now know what death smells like.

I felt it watching me as I walked away,
And I was afraid.


IV.
The sky became dark,
While I walked through people’s yards, by windows with families looking back at me.
I walked without shoes through wet grass, leaving blood trails.

V.
I walked into my house with a feeling of a dread,
Looking at the mess I left behind on the carpet of blood and grass
Washing my feet in my tub, a blood blister covering my heel.


We are surrounded by death, and too busy to see it.
We are a self centered world, we are all

Dying alone..