This Dream I Keep Having

It’s funny – when I die, there is nobody but a paid public servant, shovels dirt and then it’s done. So flat, you know? And it is snowy and he’s lonely but he won’t drop the pretense, which I respect, or I would if I, you know, were not dead –

When I die, I am absolutely certain it will be the final curtain drawing on a play (my life) that no one cared to see.

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~ by perfectionatrix on January 16, 2015.

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