| DEATHLESS | Hopeless Love |
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| Many times I've died and risen from the dust many times I've cried like Lady Lazarus From ashes to ashes to death I become rejection of life's clashes that only live for some I'll be no more and yet I'll live on bitten by the bore every life will spawn Lying in the earth in deep, dark closure back to before birth without the slightest stir From my soul's abandon a shadow will rise a weightless heavy burden left to agonize |
You know the love is lingering there, waiting to be found, the love you desperately want to share, his heart, the only lasting sound. You share with him your thoughts, and release your soul unbound, his insights fresh as forget-me-nots, and his face that never frowned. You'll always love him at any cost, ever sitting near this mound, you're friends tell you, all is lost, because he's underground. |
| Published in Writer's Gazette #5, Spring 1997 |
Published in The Laureate Letter |
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