les pauvres cœurs


Sunday, September 2, 2007

Inexplicable Truths

I want to die
of Exposure.
To my own life.
I want it all to be
so beautiful that I cannot
stand it.
And I drink to death.

But mostly I just want to know that
You will come across my
body frozen on some tracks
somewhere in notMexico
and You will be able to determine
Cause of Death, particularly
Time of Death because I will have died at some critically crucial
moment
Like the champagne cork popped after the baby
was stillborn.


And I want You to be able to
Laugh.