Thursday, June 30, 2016


my friend.

what is it like
to be dead?
is it as frustrating?
death, like life.
do you see now
what the living


are questions still
does this distance
bother you too?
this sudden stark
transition from
living, living,
being alive to

nothing. at. all.

do you also wonder
if we had exchanged
places, would I,
(would you),
have felt that the world
has suddenly become
too big,
because your (my)
leaving has somehow
emptied the earth.
drained it.

do you also
write poetry
that I can never read
but address them
to me anyway?

my friend.

does life bring you
as much sorrow as
death brings to me?

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