Last Wishes

Where would you put me
If I ceased to be this day
Nowhere I call home

Dig not the deep pit
Nor fill dead veins with oil
Singe me clean and quick

On wings of rank smoke
I shall leave as I have lived
Quiet and alone


3 thoughts on “Last Wishes

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  2. Very artfully put together. Definitely more eloquent than the time I told my sister, “Light my ass on fire and throw me over the bridge. If I have to go, I want someone to be late to work because of it.” 🙂

    Julien Haller

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