#cryogenics
Cold In Storage
This cryogenics lab I Know,
Kept its folks at forty below.
This Soviet lab is full of pecks
Of Russians, Poles and old cached Czechs.
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 8:10 PM UTC
Something about immortality fascinates me!
But I realized that I don't need science or cryogenics,
Because when this flesh is finished,
I'll still have these words I wrote living.
When I leave this life,
I'm gonna leave behind,
The fruit of this eccentric mind!
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 8:28 PM UTC
I enjoy driving slowly
Up Kathleen Avenue,
It brings out my
Split personality.
The sun strobes
Through pre-leaf spring;
I remember a boy
Twirling on the dance floor lawn,
Then called to the back,
To the used nail pile.
There's gratitude for the rain,
Splash in gutters;
The weeds will grow.
The spades, like naked stick-children,
Are heeled into mounds,
Beneath the dripping clothesline,
Far from his playful sounds.
I am me,
I was you:
My cryogenic memory
Thaws to resolve
We two.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 9:23 AM UTC
How should I refer to him? By Popsicle or Corpsicle?
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC