death has become for me
an inevitability-
losing people whose blood
ran through me and
whose blood
began running because of me.
with each dying there is a greater
peace
like i am being
pulled further from the democratic soil.
i spent years looking for ways
to escape into the woods
when i should have been removing my mind
from it's cages
and it's theories and all it's
grandiose notions
that i was smarter than believing
in something more important than myself.
reluctance to surrender
is weakness.
there is no strength in wanting a cemetery's dirt to be your life's end.
five are dead this month.
i am at peace because
i know now where they go.

2005-08-08, 3:22 p.m.
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