If I die alone and waiting
for you to see me clearly
or alone and holding
love like a bird in my hands
or alone and burning
in a house I do not own—
will you cry for me
as I have cried for you
or will you toast
to another fine annihilation?
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If I die alone and waiting
for you to see me clearly
or alone and holding
love like a bird in my hands
or alone and burning
in a house I do not own—
will you cry for me
as I have cried for you
or will you toast
to another fine annihilation?