Lungs pulsate and quiver
with each last wide open breath
I feel life fading through
every exposed vein
And so I hang
Hang like the fool
Ribs as fingers splayed
[Beseeching too late
Mercy]
–LM
Lungs pulsate and quiver
with each last wide open breath
I feel life fading through
every exposed vein
And so I hang
Hang like the fool
Ribs as fingers splayed
[Beseeching too late
Mercy]
–LM
Powerful. I have been there many times.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Man . Your one work outgrows all my poetries put together. What an expression
LikeLiked by 1 person