Very morbid
my neighbours missus
has very prominent veins
on her wrists inspired last line
and a friend has a nice butterfly
bracelet on :)

~L.~


Death Butterfly




Butterfly wings fly me
away on the back of Death,
above the Earth I crest the
wave of uncertainty, holding my breath.

Will Death take me as my legs fail?
I am perched precariously on my board,
Or will the crest be my castle
and I rule Death's wave like a lord?

.....The veins of life quickly become veins of Death.

20/12/08



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-12-21 at 04:15

Tags Death  Sadness  Anger 

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