for a second i feared that death would
find me hiding here under the table
asleep
but i open my eyes to find i am only
starring at my cealing.
i almost screamed when i felt death closing me in
but my table grew taller and
widened to make 4 legs into tree trunks
and i slept leaning against them
moss for a down mattress and
dirt for my pillow.
He sat beside me asking if i knew who he was
he looked so firmilliar,
like some boy i knew
but his face kept evolving into
someone new
and i could feel my heart beat quicken
and my pupils grow smaller
when he reached out to touch my face
"death" he said "is when true love begins"
the rotting of old
cries with newly born tears
and he touched my face
with thin fingers and bones
just brushed my hair from my cheek
but his fingers were warm soft and
comforting.
he told me to smile
that love is at the gate
that I will find him waiting there for me
he told me that love had no space
no definate volume
no feel
no feeling.
but.
I will know him when i see him
I will trust death when i meet him
I will stand on my bed here and scream
The Love I'm trying to find isnt real
because death is only a dream.
1:25 am - 11.01.04
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