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Sunday, October 23, 2011
If i should die, say this of me:
He was one who looked occasionally
in mirrors,
say in public,
He was small like a flower,
and in private speak nothing.
say,
'here lies the graceful,
and truth beneath eyelids.'
Say 'I will remember'
and 'I will remember'
and pour beneficently sherry
say 'Here are songs,'
and 'here are songs',
sing.
I know no deaf ears,
only that the end is
vibrational
sensational
and they will say 'he was'
and, 'if.'
for have I been cause
to rotate -
hold hands,
and move your feet
Here lies the silent,
after all the time who wouldn't
shut up
if