Paul Lojeski

Dear Death,

Paul Lojeski

I spotted you the other day on top of the hill across the street from me, in that wind and snow but I saw you, friend, and that look of expectation crossing those shiny red eyes but you took off, busy elsewhere in millions of places, taking your new friends down into your sunken bone yards full of wretched treasures but I know you’ll return, getting closer with each visit because you’re not far off from claiming me, as well. This sad old flesh ready for the taking. I don’t mind, so come along any time, bring it. All the Best, Paul

Paul Lojeski was born and raised in Lakewood, Ohio. He attended Oberlin College. His poetry has appeared online and in print. He lives in Port Jefferson, New York.