Hi, My Toe Tag Says Daphne

 

When there is nothing to separate the night from the day

No borders in the ether

No fences about our cells

No boundaries for our skin

 

We are lost

No sun

No moon

Yes

No

They disappear

Only void

Emptiness

 

Everything the same

Words without meaning

Form without shape

 

When we only know the lack of walls

The terror of free falling

We don’t even wonder

Are those lipstick marks or bruises?

 

There is no distinction

Only blind attempts

Empty phrases

Hollow veins

 

We don’t realize

We are all in the morgue

Shuffling about

In dull hospital gowns

Bare feet and teeth unbrushed

Pretending to have a pulse

 

 

by Daphne Shadows

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4 responses to “Hi, My Toe Tag Says Daphne

  1. Tannis Boyd

    Daughter – I love your title to your poem!! Go Zombie Daph Go!! Your writing is always so creative and with real feeling. You have always expressed yourself in a moment very well. ❤

  2. Whoa….just the title of this last posting scares the crap out of me…

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