1 Poem – Devlin De La Chapa

Posted: March 30, 2020 in Poetry, Prose, Stuff, Uncategorized, Update
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one death at a time

 

i have

onion breath

and

a scar

that says

`wake the dead`.

no more

street vending

hot dogs,

or parkour`ing

around the world

in search of laughter,

in search of love,

when i see my world   

diminishing

every hour,

one death at a time.

tell me  

how do i tell

my unborn child

that i`m not ready

to die

 

yet?

 

 

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