Storm's a Comin

Storm's a Comin

Monday, January 3, 2011

Merci!

The Reaper came
to me, took me
by hand, propped
his sickle up against
my slouched shoulder.

Pointing down with
knuckled doom,
smiling all the while,
he asked me what
did I see.

Confused, I didn’t
know what to look for
despite all his help.

9/8/10

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