Death and Dying, my decree

Dragonfly in the elevator!

Well, shit, that was a wrong turn if I ever saw one

No one wants to be stuck in the elevator with a frantic dragonfly

oh wait, that’s just me in the mirror

Frantic fucking dragonfly

Lappa lappa buzz

Lappa Lappa

Butting into

Swooping down from

Whooshing back again

What the royal hell, man?

An artist and a scientist at the same time

So was Davinci

Guess he was frantic too

I found a dragonfly, dead, in front of the door the other day

I mean, right at my doorstep

It all just sputters out one day just like it did and you just die right there wherever you be

Probably end up in a shadow box

Or some kind of box

I mean that’s what I did, I just scooped up the thing with a postal flyer and brought it in the house

Shadowboxed it in

Second one I’ve ever found

Carcass in front of my door, both times, both died right at the door

My friend Mark called the one he found “a dead letter”, but he found his in a mailbox, so apropos

So mine are dead door nails? True sense of dead as a…..

Maybe, no entry, path dead. Death at doors #22 &25!

Some kind of death and rebirth happened at both of those doors for me

I have an oil slick looking painted beetle that died there too, hmmm

A hoard of ladybugs did once too, that was curious, all of them at once, I sent the mass of them to Jessica for her birthday

Only friend I know who’d appreciate that kind of gesture

Except Mark Bustin, he’d appreciate that, he’d definitely laugh

No idea what he’d do with ‘em

He’d put ‘em in a shadow box

Or some sort of box

Like we will all end up in

Unless we choose a pod with a seed

Definitely put me in a pod with a seed

This whole precarious life boxed me damn in

Put my ashes in a pod with a seed

Let me

a tree

White crepe myrtle, please.