POEM

When I die I know your tears will be dry

And your heart will melt. When I die the

World will go on and time will still tick.

The world is thick with evil people, don’t

Breath in or you’ll get sick. Dogs bark at

Midnight to the brown moon, while

The flies burn on the horizon.  Cross your

T’s with a cursive wave and feed the homeless

Birds tonight. Kiss mother goodbye for me,

I don’t know if I’ll be back.