Poetry from Today..."We're All to Get Involved in the Exchange of Huuuuumaan Emotion...it's EversoEversoEverso Satisfying..."

                              


       Love Poem to My Death

And then I kiss you.
And then I die.
And then it snows on our house seventeen hours.
And then someone shampoos my hundred year old bear's hair.
And then all my antique toys scatter in a very slow explosion.
And then you say something to me one day by mistake.
And then there is a purple shadow where a bird stops.
And then I'm talking to someone in Japan.
And then someone is making love & I'm almost there.
And then I remember.
And then people are talking about leaving the planet, but of course they don't.
And then it's raining in my eyes.
And then someone sees you, though you're dead too.
And then I'm happy again.
And then we are standing together talking though dead. Smiling.
And then I walk somewhere with you.
And then I die.
And then I am born speaking a long sentence.
And then someone asks, "Do you think he was fictional?'
And then someone says, "Oh, I don't know."
And then they go out into the night looking for some food but really thinking about love later.


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