I head a Fly buzz - when I died - (465)

I heard a Fly buzz - when I died - The Stillness in the RoomWas like the Stillness in the Air - Between the Heaves of Storm - The Eyes around - had wrung them dry -And Breaths were gathering firmFor that last onset - when the KingBe witnessed - in the Room -I willed my Keepsakes - Signed awayWhat portion of me beAssignable -- and then it wasThere interposed a Fly - With Blue - uncertain stumbling Buzz -Between the light - and me - And then the Windows failed - and thenI could not see to see - 

Dying   Death

Insects and death, metaphorical rotting

Heavy, silence, respect for the dying

Numb, no more tears, Waiting for death

God?

Physical, suggestions that there is more than the physicality to our lives

An intruder

Dis organised, Chaotic, Clumsy, 

Cannot plan death, 

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