A pine box …
Lowered… slowly, daintily … lower..
Into the dirt…
Within lies my universe…
The end all and be all of my very being
…
As if a bone sucking vulture
Feasted on my still breathing corpse
I feel it …
Marrow of my mortal bones
Sucked into an all consuming
Black hole of grief…
…
When your heart stopped beating..
Mine stuttered to a standstill..
When your blood ceased flowing,
Bearing cleansing and life to your body
Mine chillled.. slowed… froze
Now a clotted sluggish, polluted creek
Which once was a roaring river of ecstasy
…
When your mortal remains stilled..
Whirling galaxies were blasted
By a myriad of supernovas
Red Shift became a blue blur
As my personal reality succumbed to
The final Apocalypse…
…… …..
A pine box …
Lowered
…
A handful of dirt
Tossed
…
A universe
Imploded
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald is a 911 dispatcher of 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
https://www.amazon.com/Killing-Keys-Andrew-C-McDonald-ebook/dp/B07VM843XL?ref_=ast_author_dp
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Comments (2)
So sad, but laid out with a perfect defiance and a loving proud heart! Sorry for your loss.
Your poem captured Devastation very well. I felt it in every word and line. You did an awesome job on this!