Dec 2015
I jig for death,
Dark precious friend,
Able dispense,
Of mad men’s end.
A selfish tempt,
Most potent cure,
All pain re-dealt,
Court now one fewer.
Dark precious friend,
Able dispense,
Of mad men’s end.
A selfish tempt,
Most potent cure,
All pain re-dealt,
Court now one fewer.
I am fascinated by death. This poem is unfinished. I believe we should talk openly about death, especially to children who become traumatized by the thought of it and often not allowed to ask about it. It's just death-- we all will do it.
