Death Walks Among Us

death walks among us
it tugs on the edges of our soles
and lingers in the dark of our minds
it speaks with a whisper
as it passes by and through
and when it stops to visit
we hear

death walks among us
with a bowed gloomy head
a shadow marks its boundaries
and follows every step
ahead of it leads a graying mist
and upon its footfalls echoes
a broken bell

death walks among us
and slips in between our thoughts
and passes in and out of focus
it swells large in the evenings and
shrinks in the morning underneath clouds
and hides behind a grassy hill
that has no sound