Sunday, December 26, 2010

what exactly will those who'll say they miss when I'm gone

miss about me? I'm sorry I cannot find this out while I inhabit

this skin--instead of wasting the first few moments of bodily release--

that joyous break of the silver cord--on hovering

in some corner of the ceiling spying on my mourners

to find out something I might've already known--

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