If I should die before I wake...
Oct. 14th, 2005 09:46 amThoughts prompted by the lj of another.
If I die, don't bury me; shoot me out of a cannon at sea, or dynamite my longboat with me and a mountain of flowers in it, or if you insist on not getting arrested, just scatter my ashes over the sea, at sunset or just after, when the evening star rises at twilight.
And then seriously party. No black unless you love black. Chuck flowers on the water if you want to, I like pretty things. Champagne, my darlings, I love champagne and poetry and music, and love-making and too much good stuff. And if there's no party, well, do it at home or in a bus stop or something. Only be sad if you really feel sad, be nice to anyone you see who's a bit down. Talk to me if you want to. Remember I'm still crazy about you, now and forever.
If I die, don't bury me; shoot me out of a cannon at sea, or dynamite my longboat with me and a mountain of flowers in it, or if you insist on not getting arrested, just scatter my ashes over the sea, at sunset or just after, when the evening star rises at twilight.
And then seriously party. No black unless you love black. Chuck flowers on the water if you want to, I like pretty things. Champagne, my darlings, I love champagne and poetry and music, and love-making and too much good stuff. And if there's no party, well, do it at home or in a bus stop or something. Only be sad if you really feel sad, be nice to anyone you see who's a bit down. Talk to me if you want to. Remember I'm still crazy about you, now and forever.