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Alone at last

it’s a sore feeling
in a life lived

when you have seen your kin
suffer and die slowly
one by one
fogged by the killers of pain
and you have perhaps distanced yourself
from it, at the bitter end
because of the shame of helplessness
not knowing what to say
what to do
how to support others
what you will do
when your Mom, Dad, brother, sister, spouse, child
is gone
this clumsy desperation
this unworthiness

then you feel your own time coming
sore of mind and body
you make the hard choices
feel your pain, ride with your pain
or let them put you into the fog too
the chemical death of the spirit

You begin to see the cycle come full circle
others, even close ones, want to look away
denial in their eyes
you do not want them to feel
that helplessness, desperation, unworthiness
you love them, and do not want them to feel
the way you once felt

you say go home
go home to your families
do not stay here
go home with my blessing
and, let me go home too.

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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.

7 thoughts on “Alone at last Leave a comment

  1. Dear Lee dont be so hard on yourself. We all do the best we can at the time.. that said just to acknowledge this is a big step, we dont always make the best choices or respond as well as we would have wished.. life is so tough and aging is sad in mant ways especially as losses mount up. Hugs xo

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