the hold all
does not quite hold them all.
i cannot close it now. offered
a space i chose the cards, eyes closed
metaphorically i suppose.
death comes in many ways, these ended in the
i wanted to choose yours, yours and yours, yet
it had to be done quickly, recorded, posted,
there are 36 less, i repeat.the bag will not close.
the little book of death,
on the irony.