A Protest Against Death
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Fictions
I cracked open the window
and took an aspirin, in hopes
that I would fall asleep
while the stars breathed
overhead and guarded
my comatose body. Nothing
ever happens the way
they do in movies and books,
but I can always try.
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