Death Rattle

A poem about poetry’s demise

Photo by Mehdi Sepehri on Unsplash

Death Rattle

The poets seem stuck
in the posture of a shrug
as the coroners huddle nearby
shuffling papers, smoking,
the cuffs of their white jackets
stained dark with blood
of this great prolonged autopsy.

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