Day Thirty Two: 24th August 2012

A dankness stirs at my nostrils,
Dampness tickling my nose,
Putrid, it tugs my memory.

Fruitlessly my mind searches
For a fading consciousness,
A recollection of Death.

Death: Pastel on paper

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Dawn Whitehand 2012

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