Writhing is not
Negotiable. I mean
That, my friend.
One needs to
Get down on
The ground and
Writhe. Listening to
My funeral dirge
Almost forgot I
Hadn’t yet died.
I almost forgot
I’m still alive.
Monday, September 6, 2010
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You are merely Huck Finn, present at your own funeral, but completely alive.
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