"The bunny goes through the hole, no that's not right.
Around the bend, up, down, around, and then through the hole?
I can't do this, can anyone tie a tie?"
I will go around the room and tie everyone in turn.
How did you not take this into account before you walked off the back of that high rise?
Your friends don't own formal wear,
much less have the knowledge required to don it.
They are unaccustomed to loss.
I will be alright.
I know how to speak the obscure language of the dark cloth strip.
I am accustomed to loss..
I will lead them by example.
My hands will work when theirs fail.
They will think me callous for tears will not fall from my eyes,
blurring my vision from what must be done.
It's on the inside, that's where your guts are.
That is where the burden must lie.
That is where you must finally die.
The last joke you made.
You saw your kids lives flash before your eyes.
You didn't know you would never get that far.
There would be no little you's running around making a mess of the world.
You would be immortal in another way.
You would be the one who died young.
We will all go our separate ways,
you will always remain the same.
Poignant. It's very, very good.
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