Time never stopped

My head and knees dropped

Tears fell

A heartbeat never dwelled

A thousand winters pass

All I remember is the face of a lass

My beloved, whom I barely recall

My mouth wording “call”

Call me…call me, a ghost

Your supposed host

Escort for life

As we are husband and wife

Decoupled by the heavens

Drawn a horizon line by the earth

One, two, three…seven

Deadly sins girthed as your burden

Sigh, stop pestering

Let me feaster in my own memory string

Few were my  last moments,

Stranded alone and cold in a tent

You told me to wait as I burned the wood

But as the flame dwindle and I survived the best that I could

After my death, I learned

My body laying in a White-out, you never returned

Sigh, stop pestering!

Mad?… I am. MAD, I AM, MAD!

Pant, pant, calm down

The events have come to pass

Humanity has clustered more mass,

yet not a single one…

Notice me…there is none.

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