we stand as as his name is read.
amongst the shopping lists of somebody's forgotten,
even before their names.
the bulbs are burnt out, and although replaced still he lies in darkness.
and the room stops and only he knows, only he cant tell us right now.
a few years from now, a month, a week, or maybe tomorrow,
pass the words down the line, but not right now.
something smells funny though all the vomit,
though i refuse to acknowledge it.
an unnatural, natural death.
dead as it was all beginning.
the start.
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a death in the family 115
biggies first album was called 'ready to die'. why were we all so surprised when he actually did?
peace and much love
~MTTWD~
