In Vain

In Vain

A Poem by Andrew M Parker

Throbbing

My head’s throbbing

My veins

They’re sobbing

Blood

Too much blood


Coursing

There’s blood

There is blood

It’s forcing

it’s way

from my veins


Swelling

My heart

It’s swelling

Now my throat

My throat

Is closing


Pulse

There’s a pulse

A pulse

No pulse

© 2017 Andrew M Parker


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Added on January 18, 2017
Last Updated on January 18, 2017

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Andrew M Parker
Andrew M Parker

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