After I die you know wha Im gonna do

incredulity slipping into his voice

                              After you die.

Jah

         After I die

Ya know wha Im gonna do

 

After you’re dead . . . what are you gonna do?

Have you given it any thought

as a matter of fact in his voice

                             No.  I can’t say I have.

Give it a moment

What a moment?

A thought of after youre dead

I think I’ll be dead.

Of course well be dead

                              But wha do you want to do

    I’m dead.

chuckled

         Think outside the box

 

    Obviously . . . you have given this some thought.

No

      Just occurred to me

I was thinking of womenthinking when theyre little growingup  they alwaysalways had to be fearful of men

Kinda like young black boys an men going out in the white world

                                                                      Though they have physical agency to defend themselves

    Tha occurred to me

So wha Id like to do is stand with the bouncer whos at the gateway to enter life an as entities approach us indistinct  immaterialhazy  then closer their bodies become defined boys girls  maybe moved too closely together sexuality rubbing off  possibly an explanation for transsexuality  absorbing sexuality from one ahead behind them

                           I digress

But as they near us to leap to life to every female form Ill handem a loaded top-of-the-line automatic handgun so they wont have to be afraid of men  maybe inspire men to fear for a change

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fLDkC__qng

I think thad be worthwhile after Im dead

 

    Ya really ought to give it some thought

Being deaddead sounds like a drag

                                        

                                         I wanna make the best of time                                                        

Sunday afternoon,  2  8. 26

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