Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

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)

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David Mchattie April 20, 2019 at 2:51 PM When you gotta' go, you gotta' go. Have a great day my friend. Jeff Connelly April 20, 2019 at 3:01 PM So they say David. But I'm Irish and Italian. Will go fighting all the way; or be wording my contracts in such a way as I'll have a loophole jajaja.