Last Breathe in a Bottle

The last breath he ever took

will forever be filed in this vile

that hang by a tube 

and sways in my sight. 

 

As I stare at it sharply,

the memories dance through my head 

and the tears dash down my face.

 

Some of sorrow 

and some of solace.

 

Though it's just a reminder of reminiscence

that this small substance has so much meaning.

 

A half life of 43 years

that was sniped too short, 

has all been condensed 

and printed on to a pocket-sized piece of paper.

 

His heart beat remain beloved. 






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