when i die.

(a stream of consciousness)

don’t mourn , even a bit. spark up for me and roll me into the spliff if you shed a tear, leave the room. enough pain i brought in life will it end when i pass? pour svedka over the grass that holds me in its arms.
hug my headstone but don’t leave a single flower. no eulogies, please. music from the speakers loud enough to clog your brain from ever thinking too much of me. red solo cups and last minute costumes, out of breath from blowing up the balloons. sell my artwork, my words and my music bury the money next to me so i can use it. in the afterlife i’ll buy it all the life i’ve always wanted. leave me be, because when i die, i want to be alone.

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