#1031138 added April 21, 2022 at 5:12pm Restrictions: None
when i feel dead, there's you
i must be dead
because i'm not alive, unless
living through you vicariously, even though
scripted, improvised, a life most extraordinary --
redacted, delineated except for your faithful
who need dream and trust bright fairies
to sprinkle their pixie dust love
on our sad, pale forms, hoping
to come back to life, unless
I'm already dead?
Let me walk that back.
I have a life and it is dull
compared to the fictitious ones
who implore live like us! live like us!
I'll take the generic tube of toothpaste,
save the rest of this for my funeral,
not for a handsome fleet of limos
on your 'Go Fund Me' page.
thank god, when I feel dead,
there's always you to hold up my head.
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