Sunday, April 3, 2016

When We Catch Him

Today Death dyed his leaden beard
and deadened tresses molten yellow –
hoping to embolden his pale indigo

complexion into seeming closer to alive.
From time to time Death strives to be
the sort of fellow breathing beings might

not, at the barest thought of him, abhor.
But when we catch him trying to pretend
he isn’t Death we just abhor him more.


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