My Epitaph

Taking a leave of absence  

my head was soaked in absinthe 

This was never my intention  

escaping my minds inventions 

Though I should elaborate 

words would just evaporate. 

Reviews

[emptyinkwell]

I like the motif of this poem! I like how you show that we don't really matter. That life goes on without us. It makes sense to feel down about the fact that things can't be undone, but in the grand scheme, everything we do is trivial and therefore does not really matter.

Good job!

[Isabella Ivy]

This is a smart piece of writing, and interesting. The shorter the harder, if you ask me, to say more with less. Thank you for posting! I.I.