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Mortifications and Lies (forthcoming);  |
Going finish life as though you'd never begun it randomly and thoughtlessly as death coming slowly with enough time for you to say goodbye and see you later (your last words to me) for there to be regrets it's like heartworm in a dog so quotidian and so ordinary a dog once infected if you kill the worm you kill the dog I didn't know whether you were in my heart or not it's unfamiliar territory for us you getting greyer and stiffer and more tired until one day you can't hold a cup a telephone a conversation and you waited for me to come home I didn't I had my birthday away and you waited to die so as not to spoil the day you're still the stranger me too we don't do death well but were an accommodating atheist like your daughter you took the last rites to please your wife knew very well you would not see me, or any one else, later but you said it out of habit or good manners or indifference I am waiting for my heart to burst I am waiting for you to be gone but you and I have been alone so long it seems natural
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