I hear them!

A Poem. Free-Verse.

LetAshesLay
Dec 16, 2021

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Shh, A face with pointer finger up in front of the mouth, gesturing be quiet, gesturing to be quiet, gesturing to shh.
Photo by Kristina Flour on Unsplash

Turnoff all the lights.

Nobody make a sound.

“Ashes to ashes; we all fall down.”

You cannot run.

You cannot hide.

I believe he’s on the dark side.

They’re all in cahoots —

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LetAshesLay

Writer. Poet. Holding onto Hope. I still Grieve the Loss of my Angel Babies. My writing reflects this, and other Trauma’s. I have a teenage son, and 2 cats!