Death
with Headphones
“No time like the present,”
my stepfather used to say,
as if
there actually were
an alternative,
.
as if
mortality were a compromise
with inconvenience,
instead of
the ultimatum
we know it is.
.
Wake up and smell the roses.
Wake up and smell the ocean.
Wake up and smell the bacon.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
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