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THE SUICIDE EXPECTED
The pulse it comes unfriendly...
Trigger finger twitch.
Everyone expected.
Yet mourned the day of death.
I make it a point to touch each friend,
whom lie in pretty coffins.
Residual energy clings to shells.
The last remnants of living.
Mothers heavy panting cries,
more funerals than weddings.
Many show,and wait their turn in line,
to see,the suicide expected.
Trigger finger twitch.
Everyone expected.
Yet mourned the day of death.
I make it a point to touch each friend,
whom lie in pretty coffins.
Residual energy clings to shells.
The last remnants of living.
Mothers heavy panting cries,
more funerals than weddings.
Many show,and wait their turn in line,
to see,the suicide expected.
Published 20th Mar 2013
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20th Mar 2013 11:22pm
Disturbing...Tragic...Melancholy.With vivid imagery,you present the viewing/visitation-- in the aftermath of suicide--with emotional accuracy.
..."Residual energy clings to shells./The last remnants of living..." These lines are intense, chilling! But, I agree with you. Energy does remain...especially when a life is soo violently ended...and, especially at the scene where the ultimate moments of mortality occurred.
I somehow sense, that this poem could have been written from a personal viewpoint.If that is the case, please let me say I am truly sorry. I identify with your poem on a personal level, which is why I am so drawn into its depths.
The Darker side, of my nature, appreciated the more disturbing aspect this piece, and the Lighter side, your creativity.
Sioch`ain leat,
Dark Enchantress
..."Residual energy clings to shells./The last remnants of living..." These lines are intense, chilling! But, I agree with you. Energy does remain...especially when a life is soo violently ended...and, especially at the scene where the ultimate moments of mortality occurred.
I somehow sense, that this poem could have been written from a personal viewpoint.If that is the case, please let me say I am truly sorry. I identify with your poem on a personal level, which is why I am so drawn into its depths.
The Darker side, of my nature, appreciated the more disturbing aspect this piece, and the Lighter side, your creativity.
Sioch`ain leat,
Dark Enchantress
21st Mar 2013 2:06am
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- Edited 1st May 2021 7:45am
21st Mar 2013 6:53am
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