Before I die, take me to the place where we wrote our names wrong, but they shared a space. Branches and leaves gathered between where you are right now and where I wanna be. Between earth and sky, we'll build a fire so high they'll turn all the lights out and all will sing: "I am alive, I deserve to be." Not getting quiet, swallowing age. But, bless those sharp tears. But, rage and burn, and turn all those lights out before it gets warm. Always compressing days, spending long out of time with no one else sorry for the outage. Haven’t you ever been set out and miscounted, frail and fully compromised. Sharing a meal at a table your friends built. We reach for the salt with our arms wet.
As the COVID-19 pandemic spilled into 2021 and THE WORLD IS A BEAUTIFUL PLACE & I AM NO LONGER AFRAID TO DIE wrapped their fourth …