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In To The Fumes
Words flow like worms
Swept along in the silt
Of murky river beds
No match for the current
And content
Of a cluttered unfiltered head
Moments perish like daffodils
Fragile to a stiff
Spring breeze
Petals turn dark to auburn
Permiated with jaundice
Depicting decaying disease
Ferrous dust lines lungs
Along with choking
Metallic fumes
Time ticks in slow motion
Steel faced suppressed emotion
As impending doom looms
Swept along in the silt
Of murky river beds
No match for the current
And content
Of a cluttered unfiltered head
Moments perish like daffodils
Fragile to a stiff
Spring breeze
Petals turn dark to auburn
Permiated with jaundice
Depicting decaying disease
Ferrous dust lines lungs
Along with choking
Metallic fumes
Time ticks in slow motion
Steel faced suppressed emotion
As impending doom looms
Published 23rd Aug 2019
Author's Note
I wrote this poem when I was diagnosed with liver disease. I work in a welding environment, hence the choking metallic fumes etc.
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25th Feb 2024 6:34pm
Liked the juxtaposition and transition in words that go from beauty to pain in an instant . Hope you are doing well.
