Thinking on the passing of a good friend’s old professor

this one found with death around his neck
this one found with it deep inside his head

futile life takers, seize the day
squeeze too tight,
George I think I
killed it

why is God such a heartless bitch?
we’re all more than just a little crazy
and God doesn’t care any more than
he has to

Why so serious? you
ignorant truthseeker you
it’s as knows as the plane
behind your face

behind brown/blue/grey eyes
she/he laughed and
smiled how I
melted into her
disgusting hands

was he afraid, alone
out of mind, body
out of time to tell
God I love you
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Destructive fists pound pavement
what good was that?
you’re all too literal
too logical to love