i heard him die

from where i lay, i heard him die,
unable to form words or call:
no farewell speech, no last goodbye,
a desperate gasp, and that was all

i couldn’t move myself, for i
was injured, paralyzed by pain —
from where i lay, i heard him die,
and last night

i heard him

 
again

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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