How nice would it be to just drop from the tree, fall from forking branches a ripened fruit thudding your weight to earth without distraction, without optionthrust to ground under gravity's current to be gathered up and eaten or left there to decay and deposit that seed from the core of your being into the little plot of your death, lush ring of your composted fertilizing flesh.
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About Patrick Bryant, Hum A Radiant Sickness
Patrick Bryant, Hum A Radiant Sickness.
Themes
- Death — Contemplations on mortality, loss, and the legacy we leave