Saturday, April 07, 2018
Which Dying Person Will You Be?
The one sneering FOUL!
at Life? The one howling
in pain? Or that individual
so sedated as to be stupid,
retarding what’s left? How
about bargaining for
a window unpinned,
letting in the music
of children’s games?Labels: bargaining, children, death, dying, dying choices
Sunday, July 26, 2015
Plus the Long Robe
-It's safe in the hallway at
this hour.
-Mid the bikes and scooters.
-The neighbor's kids.
-Don't they have fire regulations
around here?
-Be careful. Might apply to scythes.
Why drag that thing around, anyway?
Just symbolic.
-We all of us drag round symbolic things.
-Probably so. Let me...swirl a bit more
whipped cream into that hot chocolate.
-Thanks. This cold is unprecedented!
-Can't you hold off on me till the warm
weather.
-I've shown you the list.
-Highlighted me! It's, like, a compliment.
-It is what it is.
-Please finish up the Lorna Doones.
-And then!
-I'd still like to tie some loose ends.
Mostly hurt feelings that I never...
-They'll get over it. Or won't.
-That last howler of a wind nearly lifted
the whole apartment house!
-Means nothing to my appointed rounds.
-I could do your job.
-You'd think. But allow me to point out...
Labels: bargaining, bargaining with Death, death, depiction of death, last journey, Lorna Doone, Mr Death, scythe
