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Romantic to Modern [Apr. 9th, 2008|09:06 pm]
Out to dinner one night
with Walt Whitman
after the fish had been served,
over drink he spoke of death.
Saying one should not fear anything
especially the event of death.

Glancing at his face
with my glass to my mouth
I think, "Are you mad, old man?"

There is no more terrifying event
than letting oneself sink into unbeing
when your guts and fluids
sink into the anonymous earth
and you're face to face with
the ungropable unknown.

You, sir, are a fool.

[User Picture]From: __asparagus
2008-04-13 01:12 am (UTC)
this is what i've been saying all along.

..your userpic is amazing, by the way.
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