Two Death-Poems

Here's a crazy fantasy
but one I must admit
I hope I get hit
by a bus
and so create an
international fuss
the headlines can read
when they break out
of the news
contemporary saviour dead
at the age of 22

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I really don't want anything
just to live a while
but when I'm done with living
then death becomes the style
in a three-piece suit
beneath the dirt
I'll sing my final song
to the friends I left behind
                             goodnight
and to everyone else
                             so long