Neville

A Solitary Passing

A Solitary Passing

 

No doubt

the flies will come for me today

they are always hungry, aren’t they

and since I have not moved for hours

they will surely

all begin to congregate accordingly

Yes, take note …

 

All these

new breaths of mine

are taken deliberately and shallow

For these are dark times, and anyway

beside the flies

there are no lovers, friends or neighbours

left to mourn this most solitary of passing’s ….