Call from the haze
Numb reflections in a daze
A face pressed against glass
Mouthing the words you’re dead
A dream or is this real
Quaking from the haze
Gophers playing in the wheels
A game of Russian roulette
Unaware suicide play
Rotting in the sun
Call from the haze
Numb reflections in the a daze
Her voice is on the other end
You can help me! please
Is this dream or is this real
Calm distain remains
Animals playing on the highway
Dancing between the wheels
A game of life or death flying by
What is left decays as vultures eat
Call from the haze
Numb reflections in a daze
A face pressed against glass
A voice on the other end
Calls from the past
Playing on the ground
Fun though it seems
As birds fly overhead
Voices from the haze
Numb reflections in a daze
A face pressed against glass
Feeling so cold at last
3 comments:
I am thinking your poem actually begins with the second couplet and ... the last couplet is an especially great ending!
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