Sweet Death, Please Part

Death begins to whisper
Down the back of my neck
It whispers,
"Come with me" Stop
I feel its snake tongue
Tear open my back Knife
My blood cascades smiling
the whisper is sweet Shout
It means well
Offering release
Now is not the time
So I leave behind
My spine for death to claim
"Leave" my scream
In pain
Depart from me
But there is light

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