Wednesday, July 13, 2016


See you, I don't want to get accustomed to the seasons, 

nor do I want to be complacent with this living and being alive. 

You see, I have seen the ghost-people who have done that 

they are locked onto this planet, trapped almost for ever

Or at least until some kahuna or druid cuts their bonds.

So I sit here with 73 years of cold toes in July waiting.. 

For my flight to the great non-consciousness. 

Join me and we could form a non club, If you like ?

© MRL July 2016