Today we died.
Today we lay our cold hands in the cold ground and dug out
Cold forever beds.
And we all pitched in.
sat in a circle and brainstormed One another’s tombstones.
it’s so hard to de-personify your self in a sentence,
Am I right, am I right?
More special than a sentence though Less than a novel
Am I right? I am right.
Today we died.
Yes, yes
You and me,
And the wailing masses.
Eyes so wide that the whites looked like a lighthouse
Late night warning.
-They’re talkin’ bout new things rising from ashes.
-But I believe in zombies.
-In tarot the death card is good.
Why don’t you cull yourself too?
Where do you live?
Let the live part of me live with you.
Let’s create one adequate thing.
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