A Thousand Deaths Poem by Nick Kler

People are changing
All around us
Honey,
Why can't we ever change?

I see your face
Every thousand days
In my dreams
You come to me
In my worn out sleep

I see myself
by your side
But, you must be blind!
I never get to feel your touch
Every time you pass me by

Time has finally caste Its spell
Of thousand deaths upon me
Baby, I never got to see this world
I never get out of bed
Constantly worrying
About little things said and done

And my sporadic sleep
Surely brings me down
To my knees


Nick Kler