-15.09.19_22:56-

by dokurtybitz

I’ve reached the age

Where Death, once a seldom seen acquaintance

Now seems to show up

With an ever-increasing frequency.

The Adults used to joke

How they only saw each other,

Weddings and Funerals,

Each day I feel like

A youth in a doppelganger suit,

Mimicking the roles

Set out by my elders.

September Song Project

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2 Comments to “-15.09.19_22:56-”

  1. Death is truly a rude one, always crashing parties where he hasn’t been invited.
    It really is true that my family only sees each other at funerals. We’re not a close bunch and are sort of a morose bunch. We’re kind of like the Cold Comfort Farm family.

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