Last Will & Testament

To Mr. Otto Osips Ochs My friend, the dream is exhausted But as long as you chase it, I will follow Mr. Dylan Thomas Perhaps destiny it’s self will spare us To yours, mine, our struggle Their smiles Here’s to serenity Accept this peace To those who do not understand Perhaps you never will To Forsythe Orange monkeys, brown bricks To Fallen days Summer musk smirks So we wish upon autumn stories And still recall a sudden May The Garden district Birds feed, individuals chirp The sudden closure that lurks To holidays Like people they come, they go To Knowledge What is good language? Ignorance, my southern king My Etruscan dancer Kiss the mistletoe of your beloved tragedy Emerson I beg of you Keep your self reliance So I ask you, what do you do? When life points all its fingers at you? To End, despair, and happiness Why not just coexist within struggles To the most adorable infants I insist that you cry Because in the future When things go not your way Your peers and I Will simply tell you to stop whining To harmony I’d rather have your faults than marry My well wishers It’s been fun Children I insist that you play Enjoy the withered ways of the hours that fade When life begins to settle around you You begin to only focus on What you have to do To the harlots I lay with in You can do better than me To those whom stood foot in sand Wrap your self in a warm memory and let it be To fatal attraction What ever happened to you? Caesar Until the end, my friend Brutus My lord this is as far as we go To my viewers I leave you my despair My expired whereabouts My truth in well being Deceit I leave you my absence on days I do not miss My love My only beleaguered wish To life The darkness I continue to kiss To my conscience I cannot get over you To the world The end, all is yours To our sun The moon, the blemishing To Phoebe Be eternal, mark, and benefit from it To relinquishing I keep trotting To this decision in essence Where will I go? For now, I do not know But maybe that’s the significance in the matter To Colorado I look forward to our rendezvous and tryst To departure A lavender scent To laughter A soothing melody to present To my tears You are nothing more than failing worries To Eternity Time seems wounded, love please hurry To Monroe Louisiana Maybe I’ll see you all around sometime As for my will I leave none, it carries on within me