I was born poor and shall perish that way, poor.
Deep in a pauper’s grave, my pearly whites dawning,
decomposition eminent, an upcoming night lit by stars,
phosphorus in latent cocoons, bursting forth, oaks
dripping with Spanish moss.
Gulf of Mexico’s surf pounds and I yearn to escape from
this tomb, oh to run upon her shoreline once more, sugar
white sands to match the skeleton that I have left behind,
as a relic of my humanity; now gone.
Wayne Russell is a creative writer that was born and raised in Florida. He has traveled the world and currently resides in Columbus, Ohio. As of March 2016, Wayne leads an all-star cast at Degenerate Literature; you can find them at the following link. http://degenerateliterature.weebly.com/submissions.html