Dead And Livin' Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
Dead And Livin'
My bed was like a bed when I woke this morning.
Strange-
Because ususally it's like a casket:
Bereft of the livin',
But made by the livin'
For the livin'
Who cease living
Only to go on living
In another place for the once living, but now
Dead.
Well, I suppose I felt alive
This morning-
Or just a little less
Dead.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
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4/25/2024 7:50:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
unique. just remember Socrates 'whether alive or dead, there is no existence at all'. you also utter the same in 2009 about to be 10. an idiot speaks again. thank you-