Saturday, February 15, 2014


Teenage years can leave you with regrets. You become so important to yourself, care for others drops sharply. It's normal, maybe even necessary for many, but the legacy is life-long.
Before The End
The bedside lamp shone
in the pool of her eye,
made her teeth translucent,
runnelled her face. 

Daylight and I were reluctant visitors.
The  room, smelling of trapped breath,
sickness and decay, made me anxious
that I would inhale her disease; 

and all I loved gone;
all dwindled down to duty.

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