Tombstone
"Death," like "infinity,"
Just a word with no immediacy, nothing to touch,
its weight locked in the unexplorable.
Infinity--nothing more than a sideways symbol
at the end of an algebraic conundrum.
Death, the same.
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Clean Limerick
There was a young fellow named Ken
Who never learned how to say when.
He said where and who
And why sometimes, too,
But then all his questions were through.
The End.
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