Spurensuche | a poem

over time all memories

led straight to your death


I rethink and retrace our lives

trying to come up with a different conclusion

I won’t find peace in an illusion


the ending is not the point


I stepped in a theatre today

and the first prop that caught my eye

was a coffin onstage


and I fell back into the hole you cratered

the ending is a guillotine


trauma doesn’t know what time it is

My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2022 | Instagram: @melpomenepaintings


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