Shallow

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Photo credit: Javier

Time trickles away,

Moments merely whispers.

Weeks turn to months and suddenly I forget

What it’s like to be human.

 

I no longer recall the taste of her flesh.

The look on her face

When I told her she wasn’t the one

Is as familiar to me as a stopwatch is to a sequoia.

 

But not a second goes by

In this wretched existence

That I don’t remember

The sound of her shovel packing my grave.

4 thoughts on “Shallow

      1. Wow, thats a good lump of overtime at least. 😥
        I’ve been otherwise busy also and missed this when it came out but I dug through and found you again. Haha just thought of your poem. 😆

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