Ode to a Dying Dead ManA Poem by SteffiOde to a Dying Dead Man The winter’s bitter hand covers the ground Rain clouds come out to play Creeping in the night, it comes to sweep you away A darkened dream, littered with shadow and sufferance Muzzled and cowering in the shade of our contentment The path we migrated Now a shattered film strip of bleached dreams and glassy journeys Flowing away down the dark river of fatal mortality Taking my affection and aspiration with you to that nocturnal place Dream of me amore Behind that darkened veil As I bat away the shadows that linger behind you
© 2008 SteffiAuthor's Note
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