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The Crawl

by Jaydon Cole

Woke up shivering in the
bathtub full of cold water
stained dark pink.
Wish I could remember what
happened last night.
My grandmother's birthday
would've been tomorrow
He was just in time for the party.
Those were one of his last words,
and I think that's really all that
I needed to

Don't have the strength to
rinse off, just need to pull
myself from the towel and
crawl my way to my warm bed.

I'm glad I had stopped believing
in life-after-death a long time ago.
I couldn't bear the thought of
another pair of eyes watching me
in shame and

But I do believe in a fresh,
warm set of white sheets
thirsty and waiting to be stained


Posted on 07/19/2014
Copyright © 2023 Jaydon Cole

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