"One Last Kiss" {A}
Written on January 1st, 2023
By Doctor Ricky 1024
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A Quick Whitney Houston like song.

'I want to run to you.
'Oh, oh..
'My Love.'
'Oh, oh...
'I want to give to you.
'Oh, oh..
All my loved Charms!'
...
'Oh babe, won't you lock me in your Arms?'
'With all costs and all harms?'
'I want you to feel as I do?'
'Oh, oh.'
'Make you cough and weeze.'
'As I do.'
'Weeze more now with me too!'
'Come share my deadly disease...
Wait a damned minute!!!
...
This may well be my very, very, last words.
Words that I now must...
I feel as if a Slave.
Yes, and she's within me.
A Saddened Sin within the wind.
I am deprived and depraved!
God, let this now End?
Amen.
...
Written with this very, very, last breath.
She's anxious but been patiently awaiting my death.
Written with this very, lasting, breath.
Drops of Blood-Red I exhumed into my "Mask of Doom"
Everybody runs away from my room!
...
God, no more room at the "Inn of Sin?"
No more "Amens and Pretends?"
THIS IS MY VERY END?
Yes, her Endless caress.
Her Sweet, Sweet Kiss of Death.
...
Yes, my respirator tries it's best but...
My Lungs, God!
MY DAMNED LUNGS!
Can no longer...
Not willing...
Don't want to...
...
'Congratulations Ricky!'
'Who is this my Concious?'
'My many congratulations and condolences on your writing career.'
'Go away Miss COVID-19 and leave me to die in peace!'
...
Note: The respirator does very little now.
Yes, very little now as the many, tiny, tiny, glass fragments are continuously scratching within my lungs.
Yes, with each breath I take!
Yes, in and out ever deeper!
Yes, as I wait this Tomb and Glove.
This now "Glove Within of Her Love"
God, am I just her slave to my Grave?Well, perhaps if I just pray?
The prey will go away?
...
Note: This was partially written.
As I visited my dear friend in Hackensack-Merdian Hospital Manahawkin, New Jersey.
And, Today it's been one full year since my good friend Donnie Cranmer was taken by COVID-19.





"Persistence of Pain"{B}
(With That Last Kiss?)
Written on January 1st, 2024
By Doctor Ricky 1024

Pain remains coursing through my ever shrinking veins.
As if hollowing out.
I scream and shout!
God, I'd this what Life's all about?
...
She's coming for me God!
Dressed like in a Covid and Dark Cloak.
With her Colt19 at her side
Will this finally be the end of me?
A shot into my Aching Heart?
...
God, it comes and it goes in the dark!
Yes, shocking me awakening me and shaking of me!
As Miss Covid-19.
Miss Gloom appears!
My tears God!
My God these tears!
Ever blooming and consuming tears.
Wasting away all those Wonderful, Gloriest, and painful years?
...
But instead why?
Yes, why God can't I now peacefully Die?
Why can't I seem to rest?
Rest as these Icy crystals?
Crystals of fragmented Glass!
...
And, God each time I breathe.
Will this Breath of Death be my very last?
...
'Cough and choke now Doctor Ricky!'
As she laughs in her Dark Cloak.
I'm shaking in horror God!
And, is this now just finally the Way?
The Way to my better place?
A place of "Marital Bliss?"
Calmness as Eye insist?
But God I see!
Yes, she's approaching me Now!
And, "With that Last Kiss?"
Approximate Word Count: 721.