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Thursday, October 13, 2011

King of my Coffin

Disease spreads, friends suffer, wounds fester,
The leaves fall, the cold bites, the people dazed,
Lulled by melodies, charmed by colors, felled by feeling.
I lie alone,
Under a wooden roof,
On a wooden floor,
Surrounded by wooden walls,
Under the ground.

King of my coffin.


Theoden said...

Written in October 2011.

Minutes before a paper summary deadline swooshed by.

Sharanya said...

King of my coffin, the King's tomb -- I shouldn't be thinking of Mummies, but I am.

"Felled by Feeling". I like that.