Solid Death
When you die
there's no harm done
When I die
there's no harm done
But when I (and you) die
it won't be like the fucked up death of Jehovah's son
When you (and I) die,
death won't be a mystical pun
When we die,
our death will be a solid one
When we die
the natural course of death will run
and resurrection there will be none,
for you or me or anyone
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
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Written on 2024-01-06 at 18:21
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