Mark

How very much today

to read of news

of your brother’s collapse

and subsequent hospitalisation. You

feel something but then

inured to all this

social media feeding you

also feel quite flat,

as if the air

had somehow been vandalised

and vanquished just like

this half-arse attempt

at wondering if another

passing is worth it.

 

You never expected this;

like your parents too

who believed never would

they be still standing.

It would seem cruel

if they buried another

offspring and somehow end

up outliving them all.

But comfort is in

the knowing that only

the good die young;

the rest just fade

to dust and shade.

 

© 2017 L. Tafa

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Author: b20f08

I enjoy solo wargaming and writing. The first caters to the boy that never grew up; the latter satisfies a deep desire to communicate. Cheers.

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