One Death, Please

(Gift for the Dead)

I can’t believe it

Gets to my head.

I ought just leave it

Better off dead.

So used to, now dismissed.

Your ignorance equals my bliss.

I’ll visit the Underworld

When I want a kiss.

I respect the dead more than I do most living.

Their true eyes see the nature of my giving.

To even exist- this divine accursed gift.

You’re wasting my eternity,

If you catch my fucking drift.

Published by mikelenczycki

Not Anybody.

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