nirvana

when I am reincarnated I hope to come back as myself.

do not bury me

do not place a cigarette or something else in my hand when I am gone
and say that I wanted this.




do not give me wings like the other dragonflies and angels

put me back in this body that coughs and spits
and loves as recklessly as it writes.

do not give me dog-legs or dog-love.

give me back my lungs my liver my heart

as blackened as they may be.




leave me in a tub of ice and do not close my eyes.




I will close my gaping mouth myself in time, close myself up
climb from the ice and wrap a towel around my waist.

my old life soaking the earth, my new life dripping in.