Natural Death

Shining in the dark
Hands clasped tight
Up against the sticks and stones
All the bones
It can’t close in
It’s already here
My last breath
Stolen by fear
Turn my head
Knight at the end of the tunnel
In all his shining glory
Glances at me
Then walks away
Instantly
Light catches fire
Creeps closer
Until with a crack
My vision goes black


October 10 2006

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