Bone-Lonely
"When does loneliness cease being loneliness?"
"When you're dead! Dead!"
That's how my soul responds,
What it says to my living flesh and bones,
Which aren't yet ready to step into my waiting casket,
Though they're surrounded by the quick,
Who come to pay their last respects, pray for me,
Who is dying, daily, to be lonely no more.
06/03/10
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