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Death is Only A Word - Oct. 15, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Oct 14
  • 1 min read

such a dark defeated noun,

don’t you think?

 

like something a boulder would crush

or a guillotine would chop off

 

it’s the sound we associate

with a final fateful ending

 

on the other hand, what if death

is a long curvy fun slide

 

that drops into a playground

with lots of other kids

 

you know, that could easily be

how innocence returns home

 
 
 

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