The Town Crier II

i know I heard my name

being called

i looked in the obituaries today

it was not there

why?

my name was called

i heard it

was it one of those paranoid dreams

fantasies I made up?

perhaps the

real world

is too hard

and I have slipped away

into a world

all my own

where I can be me

and not be judged

as crazy

i should not

be here

my name

was

called

Author: purpleborough

Thankful that I was given the honor of rearing two great children.

6 thoughts on “The Town Crier II”

      1. When we meet, remind me to tell you about the time I wanted to die and asked what was the reason I had to be here. I got an answer. It was firm yet subtle. It was spiritual. On the other note, if you schedule in advance, we have an extra room with a bath in this place we’re renting. 🙂

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