If I ever write a book, I think this would be the last poem. I wrote it after I finished wahtching all of the Lord of the Rings appendices...again.
The End
When the album ends, press repeat.When the silence is uncomfortable, please speak.
If fortunes have faded, invest in Technicolor.
When you have moved beyond me, you will be beyond moved.
When clothes are to worn to wear, wear them out.
If sentences run on, run with the ideas.
If accidents happen, take mental notes.
When a memory grows dull, make sharpening stones from words.
When the winds have died down, fly your kite like Dr. Frankenstein.
If clouds roll in, lie back and imagine shapes for them as the rain pours.
If buildings crumble, sleep under the stars with open arms.
If the clichés are true, use your history textbook as a horoscope.
If you run out of ink, write with blood.
If you run out of memory, steal a heart drive.
When the war is over, make babies.
When the book is read, write again.
When the end is near,
forget what was unimportant.
When the end is here,
remember everything.
You will let me be forgotten.
Don't ever let me forget.
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| Jack is retreating into his cave. |
