A Verb in the MorgueA Poem by Alfred KukitzMe? Here!A Verb in the Morgue Breaths in the morgue, Stillness moving toward nothing, You hear a sigh, you hear a word, Everything goes quiet As fear finds you as a verb. Adverb, verb, adjective, Doesn't matter, You are at the morgue Not visiting the later. © 2015 Alfred Kukitz
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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