I was there
just then
then I wasn’t
one big crash
one big smash
a loud noise
a small soul
and a flask of light
and then
Looking down and seeing it all
laid out before me in an array of couloirs
a mosaic
swirling and it’s all spinning
in a blur
then its not
no light
no dark
no color
in a few short moments
will I be able to look down
and back
and see them wish I was there
and watch them regret it all,
or will I just be gone?


~ by loosethreadsandwritersblock on December 17, 2008.

3 Responses to “Gone”

  1. mosaics are beautiful pieces of art
    there is nothing better to describe your poetry than as a mosaic

  2. awe your to kind dreary. but is it easy to tell what this is about?

  3. someone dying?

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