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When my body and soul No longer entwine What will become of my spine? Does it sigh solaced croon A hymn-silken harpoon Propelling me Through Threshold everlasting? Or will it crumble by piece Like moldy blue cheese Marrow vinaigrette feeds Famished nerve roots And dirt Absorbing lost life, Fueling the Earth? Perhaps a doctor Will pass it along Loaded syringe, Silver and mauve Into flesh as fresh As death’s final breath Enervated vertebrae A-positive strong Or maybe it retreats Into shadows sea-deep Steel-tipped discs Flash of shimmer As they sink Footholds for lost souls Sin-dark landmarks Untouched by warmth And Unseen by stars
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
Memento Mori
When my body and soul No longer entwine What will become of my spine? Does it sigh solaced croon A hymn-silken harpoon Propelling me Through Threshold everlasting? Or will it crumble by piece Like moldy blue cheese Marrow vinaigrette feeds Famished nerve roots And dirt Absorbing lost life, Fueling the Earth? Perhaps a doctor Will pass it along Loaded syringe, Silver and mauve Into flesh as fresh As death’s final breath Enervated vertebrae A-positive strong Or maybe it retreats Into shadows sea-deep Steel-tipped discs Flash of shimmer As they sink Footholds for lost souls Sin-dark landmarks Untouched by warmth And Unseen by stars
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
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