will ask for when they call my name
Ask me what I’ve done, what I’ve learned
and all those many failures.
They will ask if I deserve to be with them
if I want to be with them
if I want to be with them
Judge me on my vision of reunited Heaven/Hell
or festering ooze of bone and muscle
or festering ooze of bone and muscle
There are no promises I can make
none that they can keep
none that they can keep
When the dead come calling
I’ll answer the door
naked and ready
Invite them in
for a drink or a smoke,see where the evening takes us.
1/4/11
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