i know you’re there
i can feel your shadow watching
i’m always awake
my finger is a kill switch
my divine purpose
maybe i’m not a soldier yet
until i get my finger wet
wrapped around your dying neck
i don’t give a heck

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Memento mori
Placed on shelf
A little worry
For no one else

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Lake of Fire future resident?
A personal present?
For the ones I love best?

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The interstellar texting fees must be astronomical
But still you reach out like fading galaxies
Or maybe you just want to collide into me
Yet always demanding the direction I take
While lingering in the fantasy of my wake

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p.s. photo is current of me and he may have seen a sample but it’s not like it got me any salads or proposals so neener neener