Thursday, August 22, 2013

BusterStronghart@Gmail.com



Far away, a man on the beach
With a flashlight.
What does he think about?

'Whatever death is
Life is worth more.'

You who are tied to me by friendship's chain,
And with whom together we kept
Wide awake so many nights;
You may want to
Mourn over my corpse.


But I say to my friends
Do not mourn me;
You know that with us
It was mostly laughs;
And mourning would strike
Against our normal selves.

But, for sure, come out to me,
And as you stand over my grave,
Cheerfully tell the jokes
We told ourselves.


And laugh some more
And mention all the old names
And know that your blood ran in mine;



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Inspired by
Satantango, a Hungarian Film.