If not for asphyxia I would have

Lived long enough to watch

My heart bleed dry...

Dry...

Drained...

Dead...

These words reverberate like drones

Buzzing on an open graveyard

Circling pass my funeral

In bitter shock and awe

I watch from the sky

As no one mourns this passing

I'm dry.

I’m drained.

Maybe I’m better of dead

posted by m35b @ Monday, August 13, 2007