letters to the dead 1

carved a gravestone from dry
pasts and place it over
the doorknob of last exit.

there are kittens, playing, some tiny
mews from clogged sinuses
sound like desperatation
and hunger, the immortals.

couldn't pick up jorie
tonight. there's a dragon
with a hot air air balloon
in its belly stuck between her pages.

bargained with the iv as long
as it dripped. made deals with
with the ventilator and the ekg
so they'd keep a steady beat


the transfusion shook its head, a mismatch.
the transplants all rejected by immunity.
docs did everything we could but it wasn't enough.
don't think we need the autopsy,it's clear



arrythmia, clogged arteries, gunshot wound & how
the history of future was written in code