10.14.2016

Immortality

Peel off the skin
and underneath
is nothing but red
Wash off the bones
And play a tune
Go dancing in the dark

No warmth left
Just rattling corpse
Walking upright
The wind so cold
Why not take
Someone else’s


Tear off their flesh
And drape your shoulders
Wear it as a robe
Long and draping
Decaying around you
and then you’re Death

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