Daily Poem: The Length of An Arm ~ Melanie Silgardo
The Length of An Arm
~ Melanie Silgardo
It is so difficult to love the dead people.
From bone to ash to air.
Never to be there
to see the last furtive looks,
the longing for life, the love,
the books, the trees.
The last thoughts muddle and clear.
The heart, the dying fist,
has just enough strength
for the last fight.
The length of an arm is history.
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