Life's Guarantees
knock knock
who's there
tax collector
knock knock
who's there
tax collector
knock knock
knock knock
knock knock
tax collector
shhh maybe
he'll go away
(later that day
too agoraphobic
to go out and
play came
another rapping
almost rasping
upon my
chamber door)
knock knock
knock knock
knock knock
(a voice using
a bullhorn sighed
then said) i
know you're in
there
(no subtlety
has Death)
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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