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| ***BIO*** Michael Grover is the head poetry editor at Red Fez and runs Covert Press. He resides at the Collingwood Arts Center in Toledo, Ohio where he hosts poetry readings. |
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| Death Poem For Mikie |
| by Michael Grover |
| Death comes calling when & where it wants Death's got all our numbers before this is through Death is not a spectator sport Death is bad for spectators Death is bad for passers by in life Death take away everything Death give nothing Death take you alone in your room Death leaves you forgotten to swell up for days Death brings a tear to the eye Death brings a lot of regret Death is a punch in the gut Death kicks you in the teeth Death touches us all sooner or later Death never dials a wrong number Death always has the last laugh Death comes with a shot of heroin Death is an alligator swimming in a canal Death takes the young & old, rich & poor Death doesn't discriminate Death leaves people behind Death will catch up in the end Death is stray bullet Death is a bomb dropped like a video game Death slows you down more as you get older Death you never used to stop that long to look at Death it seems to dwell these days Death piles of stuff in the hall Death is that red & white cooler out in the hall Death is that stack of garbage left after the vultures have picked your bones clean Death that scent that comes out of the hall Death always telling you you could be next Death my neighbor across the hall scared to death Death like a shape shifter takes many forms Death just a seizure away Death is clogged arteries Death leaves no return address Death is the the black crow swooping in Death always has the last laugh |
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| April 2012 |
| 137 |