I saw a shadow on the stairs,
While I was minding my own affairs.
It was dragging a bulky object,
So to the stairs I slowly inched,
Full of fascination as I cringed.
My footsteps did not reflect.
I saw a lifeless corpse
I looked upon it in shock,
As my heart began to course,
And a rotting smell rose from its frock.
I only then did realize
That the body was of me.
With blood dripping from my lips,
I lied there dead and rotting.
The sight was abhorring.
My death, from a broken neck.
written by Evelyn Creon
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