I am sorry Mr. Frost but I am going to be
playing tennis without a net
I am looking forward to the game, ante
Donne I have no date with death
I wish to live eternally
what ring will this throw me into Dante?
but please do come along
I long for company Emily
I can not be alone
tho the lie may make me falter
I beg you, give it to me Walter
still thirsting for a kindness unknown
Perhaps I should drink of wine instead
Omar said it best
Dunbar would of course agree
Timor mortis conturbat me

05/09/2006

Author's Note: I took Omar's advice, cabernet, can you tell? Once sober again I edited this drunken blather. Should be in the trash heap but I can never throw anything away....

Posted on 05/10/2006
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