leaving (tata)

 
everything dies.
the prickly cactus needs water;
the cleaning lady has cancer.
ginger cake.
antioxidant.
killer.

it still rains.
doesn't mean anything, this rain,
there aren't any foetuses (fetuses) feet uz us?
no unborns that are splattered with each drop
that's only a dream-thing,
only a fiction.

no i will not
collaborate.
i'd only lie.

one man (woman) wolf pack, that's me.
and hunting season's over.
time to go.

everything dies.
i killed a little girl once
she looked like me
in her eyes.
she's not dead yet but i sure killed her.

cancer.
suicide.
arrhythmia.

every-thing
dies

not me though, o no
o no not me
not i

and i have a new name, now.
god by you stranger,
god bye