we are the scurrying remnants

we are the scurrying remnants
of centuries of decay
of old autopsies
giving birth to the chemistry
we borrow briefly

days of red hearts intervene
when the dead in numbers
roll invisibly
in the current collective tide
we all misuse




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-05-30 at 00:06

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2014-05-31


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A striking poem!
2014-05-30


Nabeela Altaf
I loved it! Indeed, we are the left overs evident to death one day.
2014-05-30



Your ability to provide so much imagery in your poetry is always a pleasure to read--even on serious subjects. Well done.
2014-05-30


Ivan R
As poetry, fantastic. As a question, yes, good and strong these words are.
2014-05-30