Death and Other Hallucinations

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N ow death comes to me in semi liquid
in vivid colours
green, purple, love, music
honey and cheese.
Only if my mouth was free
of this life-
one that asks strange questions
for us to inhale and exhale memories
through hallucinations of death and reality
choosing both, praying for magic
elastic like time.
Screaming, breaking ribs
bleeding,
falling over, onto a broken air cooler
when death comes.

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