I died in–


I lie,
And my lips,
I would flake,
As I sink in tattered–

I bow,
Drying tears,
And the gods,
they say are not to blame?

———I died in———

Fifty million,
All shattered dreams,
Dreams of you,
Drained in–
You left not your,

I smell those shoes,
And all were in ghost.
Graveyard strokes in my heart,
As the moon died out,
I was dead like Eve,
Even before Adam
Could find out,
I was already dead–
In you!

The Village Thinker © 2014

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