5.9.22


the end of everything 
                     to accept ones demise  rolled into Everything is comforting 

You first

No, please you.

I insist  You 



wait long enough an one or the other will become violent 
                                                           anfor wha purpose
its the end of everything
                          but its not is it 

when we die everything dies 
                              Everything then tiptoes away silent as a mouse so the Silence is comforting
in this case for you                                                                

hes tried 
         its impossible to wake the deadHOWLING SHRIEKING ROCK n ROLL screechingfreeform JAZZ 
                                                                                                             they don wake

theyre dead
hard as a coffin nail                                                                                                                    
hard humans arent attractive
though multiples better than sloughing  putrefying  humans

the End of everything

 

I don’t think it’s healthy for you to be considering the end.

Death

The end, yes.

You cant call it wha it isDEATH
                                 You think its got its ear to the ground listening for yousetting its sights on you next to victimise 
          Not victimised  Murder victimises  Yes death is a byproduct of murder however Im not fantasising on being murdered  Im fantasising my demise  realising it is not fantasy  embracing it

To put you at ease  its a phase Im going through an itll pass like all phases Ive gone through

Im just coming to termsembracing Reality 


  I will miss the sky the sun the moon the stars  the constancy

1727,  Sunday,  4  9. 22
0949,  Labour Day – Monday,  5  9. 22

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