
Promise me,
when I come to dusk:
You’ll undo all the knots
and tie up the loose ends.
-Allison R. Shely, 13 January 2019
Promise me,
when I come to dusk:
You’ll undo all the knots
and tie up the loose ends.
-Allison R. Shely, 13 January 2019
What does a life leave behind?
A shelf of books, a drawer of socks,
a robe never worn and given away
unwashed dishes left for a ‘later’ never-come
and bills, always bills—for pills, for palls,
for flowers and for a last ditch’s efforts.
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