Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Die

Take my flesh apart, a dismantled array of brittle bones,
a small road to cross and there i am, in my own ashes
reunited with the earthly embrace of illustrious breathing
no longer a head, or a pulsing life
a stream of unconsciousness running along my shadow
and being leeched from this old body.

Forgetting how death came upon me, but no eyes will befall me
no one will see how i ended
and i hover here, over my spatial mess
let me be blown away in the wind, dust to piss,
lost in a reality that never existed.

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