and later it might even end up in one of my
books.
and
the book will be sitting on a
shelf
waiting for you
long after I am
gone.
think of that:
in a sense I will be speaking again
just for you.
and remember this:
the page you are looking at
now,
I once typed the words
with care
with you in mind
under a yellow
light
with the radio
on.
If you think about death
long enough
I have found
it belongs
it makes sense
just like
this typewriter
this match book
this paper clip
and
the next page
and the next poem
after this
one.
