death whispers, i am no stranger to that.
when leaves fall from my garden plants
unsung death.
when raindrops innocently meet the ground
rain dies.
every sunset.death smiles softly.
i know its death
but then its only whispers.
but lately death has started shouting.
today morning at the wheel
death shouted at me
and yesterday
while cutting leftover meat for my dog,
unfortunate blood.
and iam scared
at night
as i watched my kids
drifting off to sleep
it was a funeral night
i dreamt loved ones
being lowered to the ground eyes shut
death claiming them
forever.
death licks at my feet
for now
i ignore them
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