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.
Labels: appointment, appointment card, death, depiction of death, rave
