Dead Pan (AMNESIA)
Deceased in thought.
Travesty of gross injustice.
He is still here, his heart survived.
He lives, he breathes with influence as a toxic worm.
Perhaps a vampire,draining life from dying souls, awaiting breaths last gasp.
Law of double effects, kill or cure?
Maybe just a mega- high.
Eyes sunken as if the tide has overtaken the sure.
The sure and certain resurrection to a better place.
Was desertion really your type-cast role?
Ready not to leave the Earth and all her pleasantries.
A soldier of misfortune reaching only for the moon.
© LIVVI 2014
(THE SPELLING OF SURE AND SURE WAS DELIBERATE)