Wednesday, January 20, 2010

gone
all told
to the silver man,
freezing in no hopes
shaking head with cap
and saying
"Oh dear me,
dear me,
this's the -
the big one!
we're all dead
for sure."
Life is a leaking faucet
because no-one can stop it,
even if you die,
the worms live on.
Say, worm,
do a happy worm-dance.

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