In the mortuary
where death is quite acceptable
but not compulsory
resist the urge to abrogate responsiblity
and learn my lines.
There are times to breathe and not believe and times that both are true
as a rule
I choose one of the two,
the hand of fate would make a date but trust is not his name,
ask him where’s his other hand or are
they both one and the same?
..and if I lay down on a slab
dead?, but he looks fab
I have to say that I agree
when I am in