SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

Leaving

He left
gradually
like water
evaporating
after the rains

no moment
signalled the
beginning
of his leaving

the lushness
that surrounded him
just slipped away

waters became
muddier
crowded with
predators
snarling snapping
at the
retreating edge

then he was gone

leaving
nothing
but dust.

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Edgar Allan Poe

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