My Ensuing Death

My ensuing death
Barks at my heels
Demarnding to go for walks
Asking for water
With languid eyes

My ensuing death
Packs itself neatly
Into my luguage
Hoping to holiday
In the sun

My ensuing death
Follows me to the bath
Popping the bubbles
Leaving a hard
To clean scum

My ensuing death
hovers whilst I hoover
Reminding me of the times
We have already
Seen together

Posted: Friday, April 16th, 2010 @ 11:43 pm
Categories: Poems, WoPoWriMo.
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