a flicker of second thought?
Is that
Did your chest just heave With a sigh Of regret?
Show some emotion. Cry! Scream! Laugh.
Do anything But look at me with those empty eyes. I know you still love me— Please.
.
.
PLEASE.
.
.
Don't leave me.
A tear rolls down my cheek. I
catch a last glimpse
Of your unseeing
As
eyes.
the casket
Closes
On your cold Heart.
—Deana Abdel-Malek
Mixed Metaphor I
can't escape the
sound of your smile the sight of your voice the smell of your embrace the taste of the
you laughed
way
at death.
Now it laughs at you but
I
feel
no humor. —Brenda Keller
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