Horizontal Silence
Every time I look
at a face,
the cheeks and forehead
begin to sag,
eyes retract
inward
lips crack
at a face,
the cheeks and forehead
begin to sag,
eyes retract
inward
lips crack
and voices in throats
break-
out
into un-
certain
gibberish
Every time
I look at
a body,
initially up straight,
I see its spine curve
until bent
over,
it falls into
break-
out
into un-
certain
gibberish
Every time
I look at
a body,
initially up straight,
I see its spine curve
until bent
over,
it falls into
horizontal silence
every time I look at
these corpses,
I see their lifeless glaze
of prejudice
every time I look at
their eyes,
I see
a mirror,
the wry grin
of mortality.
every time I look at
these corpses,
I see their lifeless glaze
of prejudice
every time I look at
their eyes,
I see
a mirror,
the wry grin
of mortality.
Mirror -- Andreas Englund
To crumble or dissolve from death's gaze is how I interpret this piece. Nice job.
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