When the world
has to beat a
path to your door,
it says a lot about
your
‘mouse-trap’
but it doesn’t say much
about the up-keep
of your front yard
When the world
has to beat a
path to your door,
it says a lot about
your
‘mouse-trap’
but it doesn’t say much
about the up-keep
of your front yard
Beverages seem
to hold little sway
over the Undead.
ii.
I can only assume,
that when you’re dead,
a parched throat is a
thing of the past.
A fancy.
A fleeting dream of once
having pursed your lips.
iii.
Therefore, could it be
that your first realization
after turning into
a you-know —
would be to reach for
your throat & say,
Hey, I ain’t even thirsty,
tho