Poem: Death IV

It’s strange to find you gone.
Stranger still to find you left a long time ago.
I close my eyes and you’re there
Still sitting at the table.
But no.

I could drive to your home.
But find only strangers at the door.
I could look through my pictures of you.
But when I look up, you’re not there.

Life goes on.
Life goes on.
Life goes on.

–innerdragon

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