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Death is the limiting case
The parameter for a
Circumstance, situation or state
A turn of phrase, a phase
A boundary or boarder line
For our place in time and space
A purpose and precondition
For lattice and lace;
Geometrical shape, reference frame
Schoolyard games, kiss chase
Death is a place
Which if seen
From beyond an age
Is a beginning
Not an end date
--It is the event horizon
A derivation, a design
No man nor child can lay eyes on
Death is a face
Whose cracks trace
The contours of airs and grace
And the sacrifice
All life must make
With a predilection for haste
It rests and lays
Just below the surface
Death is the man for which we wait
But don't want to meet
The affliction we solicit
A covert desire, to which
All earthly needs expire
He is the stranger we greet
The obsession and oppression we covet
The boss we shun, who proclaims
What must be done!
And at the last,
Do we know death?
Yes,
He is the midday sun
All shadows must hide from

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from Finger Food for Idle Thumbs, released December 15, 2020

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Tatchell and the Tambourine England, UK

We don't listen to music anymore, we listen to song.
Don't go anymore,
Except where we belong.
But I know a Gym
Called Whisky and Gin
A full deck only
The Big man 'll
Let you in
There is no end
Or place to begin
Or even win
Only a whole glass
Half full of Slim
And a friendly soul
Who no doubt you'll
Know not at all
But let's call him Jim
For he wears a grin. ... more

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