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Death came...
*a five senses poem for the sensational challenge
By Caroline JanePublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Pedro Forester Da Silva on Unsplash
in competing waves of bright, sickly flowers and disinfectant
churning my stomach and greasing my puckered yellowed skin
with drips that crusted in the salt-white corners of my mouth
while my eyes milked the last colour of the beige world
and my heart's trembling green ping slow e d... s l o W e d... s L o w e ... stop.
About the Creator
Caroline Jane
CJ lost the plot a long time ago. Now, she writes to explore where all paths lead, collecting crumbs of perspective as her pen travels. One day, she may have enough for a cake, which will, no doubt, be fruity.
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