I have shared my dreams
written on paper such as this
paper which will be dust
just as I shall also be.
I have purchased for those dreams
a coffin, locked and initialed
with my own name
I claim my death
in this friendship
I have sent the flowers of dreams
they also will wither
despite the water and champagne
Will you forgive me?
And forget?
(16 October 1990)
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