The Third Letter To Mac
dear mac,
this is what I have to tell you now, I retained for my own everlasting keeping
this poem
of death
death
death
death
do not read it with your lips
it may cast a spell on you
don’t say creep
it is true it is real
who can argue about it
who can argue without it
if it is giving you shivers
then you are not real
you are an agnostic who
doubts everything even yourself
bye bye bye mac
may we have peace.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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