Saturday, June 14, 2014

One Foot in Eternity

My Death advises me,
to be a coquette of cessation,
digger of demise

to wink at wrinkles, sing
to slowing synapses.

It promises, insistent lover,
I will, perversely, prowl
for varicosities, incontinence
and dessication, ogle
my oblivion, knock it dead. 



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