I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.

Don't worry! It's not loaded.

Don't worry! It's not loaded.

I am still progressing.

I am still progressing.

Tell them I've had a wonderful life.

Tell them I've had a wonderful life.

And now, I am dying beyond my means.

And now, I am dying beyond my means.

And now, in keeping with Channel 40's policy of always bringing you the latest in blood and guts, in living read more

And now, in keeping with Channel 40's policy of always bringing you the latest in blood and guts, in living color, you're about to see another first - an attempted suicide.

All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.

All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.

I desire to leave to the men that come after me a remembrance of me in good works.

I desire to leave to the men that come after me a remembrance of me in good works.

"Why not, why not, why not." "Why not?" and "Yeah."

"Why not, why not, why not." "Why not?" and "Yeah."