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Sunday, 3 December 2006

Poem: A Dead Woman is Blogging


A
dead
woman
is blogging
and that dead
woman is me.
Scribbled
by her hand, not
yet buried in the sand.
She died from the burn of
candlelight
She died from the odd cold sliver of
the first moonlight.
And when God meshed her up
with an afterlife
she said
No, no more...enough now!
A dead woman is blogging
and that dead woman is
me.
Who waited in her bed
the wait of the dead,
who once was fashioned from clay
and now she loathes
every terrifying day.
She sat in her chair, laughing
as she fell slowly, dropping and dying
And as she died, she was still smiling
have you heard of the ridiculous thing.
Now,
as she
cries
on a
bed
of nails
where
she
patiently
lies
where
will
she
go
where will she go.
A dead woman is
blogging and
that dead
woman
is me.
- susan abraham -

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