Deathbed

I wonder what the last words will be.
If you’ll hold the boney shoulders and run your manicured nails lightly over the protruding vertebra.
Room temperature cherry flavored jello reflecting the fluorescent

hum of a

thousand days wasted.

 

Ray Strickland 

March 20, 2023

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"Yum" then we go to see what

"Yum" then we go to see what it really means to dream


peace, pot, tequila shot

Jesus loves us, stoned or not