I felt death approaching…
Concatenation. Repercussions of my father's death.

I felt death approaching
Inconspicuously, nearly
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Suddenly, unexpectedly
Stripping us of all dignity
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Lurking in the doorway
Lunatising in our dreams
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Elucidating work uniforms
Emanating from memories
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Penetrating our skulls
Perturbing our feelings
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Trying to invade our spaces
Time stood still in this moment
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I wondered why you couldn’t apprehend
I realised you couldn’t separate your thoughts
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Neither now nor then
Null, neglect, negation
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The reality I would never have foreseen
That’s why I distanced myself
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Here and there
Humiliated by you for all the choices I’ve made
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Ever wondered why
Each of us
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Lies in separate beds
Lingering at the small chance?
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Ominous, oblivious to outrage
Ovulating, yet not conceiving
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Never wondered why?
Never spoke
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Growling sound at night
Gruesome telephone conversation
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Ever realised
Each of your mischievous signs?
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Should I remind you of this?
Should you care?
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Time had shown
Tragic case unsolved
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Descended on us
Decimating diluted dilapidation
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Rest is silence
Rest in silence
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Emancipation, emanation, emulation
Evergreen enunciation
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Allowing ourselves
Ayurveda and ashwagandha roots
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Magical mindful moments
Minimising the impact of stress
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My mum and I
Masterful survivors
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Yet, in a way
Yarn thrown to kelpie
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Fake heroes’ legends
False predicaments
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Are you dead or alive?
Am I never tending to find out?
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Those years spent on tedious tasks
There are some unfinished businesses around
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Home
Have you looked in a drawer lately?
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Eradication of the ego
Elimination of psychology
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Reminiscences of your reading
Really needed?
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Why did you never follow
Wiser wideness?
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Are you disabled, are you sick?
As you’ve never treated yourself that way
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Surely survived
Smothering insufficiently the surface of life
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And you will never find out
Allowing yourself disappear
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Lingering on the last hope
Lying in front of you
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Intimidated by the choices
Irked by every change, acrimonious in nature
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Viable visualisation of virtue
Very persuasive until now
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Every shape you made
Ever wondered where this will end?
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In Memory Of 18 September 2021
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About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...



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