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Life Pressed by Kenneth Cahall

Kenneth Cahall | Jul 9th, 2019 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

Ether steam arrives
Its task, dissolve
and erase; Now
gone as yesterday

Detritus flung, discarded;
A life
Pressed level
To a burial mound

The
Colors
Bloated,
Poisoned; the cult
Quiet
Gone
No longer
Needy

Poet Bio

Kenneth Cahall lives with the necessary amount of angst and ego to submit poems online occasionally. Having educated classmates about himself at some of the finest community colleges in southwestern USA, he now commits a fair amount of his time to guiding Korean university students in appropriate use of English for conversation and creative expression. He enjoys cooking, cycling and swimming and has never appeared on a TV game show. He lives east of central South Korea.

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