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I See Dead Man

Updated on February 17, 2014

With frozen grimace
a man lies face first in the ground,
of three passing lanes, arms
Stationary, he’s frisked by bystanders,
glued permanently like an errant
cardboard box.

I’d never seen a dead man before now
as I detour
shadowing a jettisoned bicycle , three
pedestrians pulling over
with opened mouths

the same expression carved in my
mother’s face as she asks me, is
he dead?

Look, I tell her, amongst the scattered empty
cans, look at
how Mother Madeline flaps a quilt
eiderdown to keep him warm.


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    • Deborah Brooks profile image

      Deborah Brooks Langford 3 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Hello Albert so good to read your work.. nice to see you on my poetry corner on Facebook...

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      Devika Primić 3 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

      So emotional and with great thought.

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      Shyron E Shenko 3 years ago from Texas

      Onetouchnewlife, this is to sad, all life is not like that, but we are all terminal. It is a terrible thing to die alone, with such cold detachment.

      Thank you for following me.


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      Cecile Portilla 3 years ago from West Orange, New Jersey

      Sad and touching. A reminder of our own mortality.

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      Albert Kivak 3 years ago from Cemetary

      I wonder who they were.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      So sad that things like this happen and sometimes they die alone and unnoticed.