Autopsy for the Living

change is chaos.
nothing else brings
upon the innate fear and anger.
the world is filled with strangers.
we do not know our friends
our selves
the air itself seems filled with danger.

i will not let my friends
my self, submerge
in tides to fight.
i will drown before i lose my might.
We are not lost to each other,
to our selves.
there is no alone in the light

but i feel that i may be lost
in the crazy of this time
and, try as i might,
i fear the eulogy is mine

[Jae]

Makes me a bit uneasy.

[kali]

wonderful poem Kevin and the picture, cant tell if its living or fake!

[Emilie Cartoun]

I wish i could say i have no idea what you're talking about here, but unfortunately, I feel like maybe i do.

[Nancy]

Wow! 😱😊

[Annie D]

hmmmmm
this explains the reason for attempted distraction
the image is poignant as are the words

[*lynn]

creative image, ponderous words