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All You Can Do Is Ask
The phone rings,
a voice answers, .
Your going to die today
He says.
Mortified; terrozied
All you can do is ask,
Why, why do I die today?
Hear his smile,
Because you're bound by circumstance,
Your stolen like my last line,
Why, why must be so?
Why? He smirks.
Because death knows not metaphor,
Anguish nor humour.
poem
by
Daniel Yetman
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