Thursday, December 25, 2014

Untitled, 1979

Scribbling on a wall
a boy tried to say
that he was still alive,
but nobody saw it,
so it doesn't matter
to the world if
he did it or not.


It's like--if you yell
and no one hears you,
then your yell is worthless,
because the world still turns,
and clocks still tick,
and children still say their
prayers before they go to bed.


Obituaries are for the living.

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