When I die, don't look for me in the grass
Look for me in the mountains
(Brutal snow and thunder cracked-air and sky-scraping monstrosities)
When I die, don't look for me in the puddles
Look for me in the oceans
(Depth and cold, lonely darkness and alien, glow-dust creatures)
When I die, don't look for me in the breeze
Look for me in the hurricanes
(The arc of galactic lightning and world-crushing cloud and screaming light)
When I die, don't look for me in the sunsets
Look for me in the sun
(Blazing rays and butter-soaked earth and dry, awesome heat)
When I die, don't look for me in the silence
Look for me in the screaming quiet
(Betrayal and broken and burning tears)
When I die, don't look for me
Find me
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The Ghost of an Echo: A Mad Collection of Mad Poet Poetry
PoetryAn absolutely MAD Collection of Poetry by yours truly. Spiral into outer space and ride rollercoasters of mayhem and wonder. Anxiety is real. It's time we talk about it. New poems every week! #1 in whimsy #4 in fantastical
