Wednesday, May 31, 2017

 

Evolved Depiction


Death not the dude in
dark robe and sandals,
extruding scythe.

But a shapeless immensity
of appointment cards.

I’m invited to crawl
over it, looking for mine.

No go this time.

So attend the rave
our gang puts on.
All us retards!

Minus a couple of names.






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