InsectA Poem by Travis LawrenceDeath...Smoke fragments from a spastic cough, the ferment fever of a lung’s turbulence, as an asphyxiated ant crawls through dust fallen from the fired ashes of the burnt floor above.
Panic struck, mild sighs decline as her life slows like aged carbon, collapses in a cloud coughed out faintly and parlous until she drowns, covers and cremates with the hardwood floorboards. © 2008 Travis LawrenceAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on March 10, 2008 Last Updated on March 10, 2008 AuthorTravis LawrenceAustin, TXAboutI'm a 29-year-old using this site to backup my writings, which are mostly poems. Leave a comment if you like, they always make me smile. Have a nice day! more..Writing
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