Saturday, October 29, 2022

Cast a Cold Lie

Take no word said on death as valid.
No one has died who said or wrote words.
As urgent as it is to pretend,

To try to talk it, story it through,
From imaginary beginning
Clean past the bitter end, it isn’t

Ever ended with words left in it—
Gold obols, last wills and testaments,
Tombstones—someone never dead said them.

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