2268
7.75
17.iii.26
here
for the gone
(only ever a draft)
for godsbother
grow old? not grow old?
that’s a joke with no butt
not here because they
followed orders
a flag, they were singing
we all are
even the idea of memory
wearies
we’re the remainder
still under construction
then it’s carry one, carry
another
notice how they divide?
you’d like to think there’s
some point to it
there is immortal thinking
and whom can we thank?
‘happy funeral’ some may
have said
but these are your stone
cold facts
life ends in tragedy, you
know
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