I will not let my death bore my friends.
Our lives can do enough of that,
Category Archives: Aging
The Wolf at the Door
Ever since the wolf was at the front door,
we’ve build our lives with bricks,
The Reaper
Born backwards, blue, and dead
I beat the dreaded embalmer
and returned to this life again,
I Was Sad to See You Go
Life is so short,
death is so long,
and happiness
is in between.
It Was An Honor To Know Him
To think a mans fate is decided
not by the battle won or lost
but by the heart alone, is more
than one can bare. Atone we will
You Can Do This – Part 2
But that was then and this is now.
Today, even the gods of Rapa Nui
Appropriate Arrangements
When you are wrinkled with wrack
and worry, and all outside
of the window whips by,
Appropriate Appointments
When you are wrinkled with wrack and worry,
and all outside of the window whips by
Beeping Machines
My flesh stripped from the bones,
the body miraculous
stands but as a series of groans
and gears in breach of trust;