Fri, 09/06/2013 - 21:35 -- amesser

ivy leaves grow relentlessly

intertwined between fingers,

curling around my neck

with decay in full bloom,

I descend slowly

onto a porcelain floor


a note lies beside

my blank, staring eyes

a grocery list

with my name decapitated,

sliced through the middle,

with a pen

as stale as steam


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