on a day without tomorrow.
Hotel 'Only Yesterday'
has no vacancies for sorrow.
These lines that you now read.
You can still hear flowing from my tongue.
In those days when you were younger.
And I was simply young.
The two of us wore No Entry signs,
back when we first met.
And you recall every moment:
Ha! Even what you wore, I bet.
I'll always be a part of you.
Don't imagine I have gone.
And don't waste money on flowers.
Or a grave to rest them on.
If there's life beyond, I'll let you know.
If not; c'est la vie. So:
Lay me to rest in your memories.
That's where I want to be.
Capability Red September 2015
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