I Choose Something Fun To Kill Me
Many things could kill you.
Car wrecks, fall from a roof, electrocution,
starvation, heart attack, brain cancer, Alzheimer’s.
I shall choose something fun to kill me.
Walking the plank, shoot out at the OK corral,
boomerang rebound, King Kong, a cephalopod attack
I dream of watching a giant squid pull me away
With his enormous suction cups,
his tentacles and giant arms making the victory sign.
It is a memorable death, making a terrific obituary story.
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