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My Final Moments?

December 13, 2023
By ts-industries GOLD, Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
ts-industries GOLD, Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
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Cool, Calm, Collected.

All traits that I normally possess.

But as I lay here in this cold, soggy box.

I no longer possess.

As my body and mind seemingly disintegrate.

This is the end…

But Wait!

I HAVE SO MUCH LEFT TO DO!


I flip and flop and try to get loose.

Efforts futile, still in the cold, soggy box.


Will I ever see the light 

Once more?


Will I soar to my heart's content

Once more?


Will I belong to the Sky, my haven

Once more?


Only God knows, and he’s holding the box.


The author's comments:

This is an ekphrastic poem written about Aleta Ross-Steward's "Disintegration".


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