Monday, January 24, 2011

Reflecting on the ceremony

I wanted my suicide to be more like a marriage
...With all of my friends there
Like lifting off to another world
We shake hands and say goodbye
Liars. Druggies. Tramps. Thieves.
Comedians, all, drinking the derelict night into oblivion.
As per our vows, death and I walk away into the shadows, lovers eternal.

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