Death is life.

Death is life.

 

 

Pin down mach.

A tickle and a kiss.

To time I have to leave.

Half way home. 

I’m not myself.

All the way home

I die inside. 

Go to grandmas,

Leave her car.

Get a bite to eat. 

My body,

Floats above me.

I go to another room.

Text someone, 

Closes to me.

The one I want,

The ring from.

Now I’m home

The dishes

Clack and cling.

I must go.

But I'll be back.

If not in flesh.

I will

In ghost.

 

19:28

Dec 10, 2008