No Alarm

This poem can be found in my collection, “Refractions”, which is available in the Amazon Kindle store.

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Reaching for the alarm that wakes
He takes
A step into the unknown.
Breakfast will, he thinks, Be followed by leaving home
For work.

No sudden jerk
Of fear,
Just the passing thought, death is always near
And one day all will
Be still

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Published on February 05, 2019 22:48
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