Friday, December 11, 2009

How To Greet Death

Greet death
With your hands in your pockets,
Slouched back, cool,
Collected, and confident.
Wear a hit of a grin
And a dash of cologne.
Say What took you so long?
Say You're behind the times, man.
Say Dead is the new black.
Coffin is the new condo.
Pallor is the new tan.
La vida muerta.

Greet death
With a fistful of black-eyed susans,
Butterflies in your stomach,
And two tickets to tomorrow's sunrise.
Wear your father's cufflinks
And your mother's wedding ring.
Say, Kiss me, kiss me.
Say But wait until the sun comes up.
Just until daybreak.
I want to show you something.
Hasta le muerte, te amo.

Greet death
With a knife at your own neck,
Chin up, throat bared,
Cardiac in overdrive.
Wear nothing.
Wear nothing.
Say Bring it on motherfucker!
Say Only on my terms.
Say nothing
And open your throat.
And bleed to completion
El final, el final, el final.

-Gabriel Gadfly