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Emptyglasslookslikecoffin

“Empty glass looks like coffin” or, I don’t want to awaken memories that need to sleep

 

I asked the old man

If he would miss existence

He flatly stated, “No.”

I asked him if he missed

His girlfriend who died

 

He said, “Yes, very much.”

Nothing beats love

Love beats on itself

Oblivion beats everything

Does anything stand a chance against oblivion?

 

Along the road to death

There are some amazing sights

Spectacles, sweet intimate moments

Along the road to breath

A kind of destiny begins

 

Am I talking over my head?

I chose not to father children

Because I knew I would make a terrible parent

Apparently by mistake

I’ve stepped on a few toes

 

The persistent inevitability of death

Sound of children playing, laughing

Dank smell of street sewer

I asked the old man

If he would miss existence

 

mrrupainter

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