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following Rob
observing the principles of Epicurus
dying's the forgotten thing
we go to it alone
go to be gone
there isn't the least danger in it
not a thing you can feel
here now because we're here
because we're on this side
a pleasure to meet you
a pleasure all round
on the other there's nothing to know
we'll none of us be there
so who is it remembers?
such as ourselves
we must invent
ourselves
we were imagined this way
and not so long ago
ReplyDeleteso good it is
to imagine our death
strawberries rejoice
our wife puts her clothes on
crabs skiddle in their pots
accidents will happen
with or without us
imagine that
taste it like fear
taste it like love
might as well be life