When was the last time I dug a grave
told a joke
baked cookies, frosted a cake, got lost on an adventure?
It may have been at the end of last Summer
when the leaves began to fall
and the fires roared up North and the smoke turned the Sun blood red.
When was the last time I dressed a corpse
waited for a Doctor to sign a death certificate
had a laugh, braided my hair waited watched a meteor shower with my cat?
It may have been at the end of a long ago Summer
when the Sun died for a while
and I heard the dusty ground cry in a relief.
When was the last time
I saw the fog creep into the cemetery
down the road from where I live?
I think it will be soon.
I know it must be soon.
I can feel it in my bones.
Daily Addictions Prompt: Illuminate
what a marvelous, spooky poem
Thank you so much!