Thursday, September 8, 2011

Time's Valentine

Time which is always movement
toward death needs a body
a place to rest some nights
death sleeps around a lot
I should say Dr. Death
it occurred to me one day
out of respect for the dead
if not for pretending to be dead
these are matters of degree
not kind death is not kind
Dear Dr. Death I am dying
please come to me or send
me a sign of your passing
I long for your end.

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