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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=557538" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I’ll Still Be Dead</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After I die<br>some will mourn<br>Others will put on the face of mourning<br>They’ll gather together at two o’clock<br>and be home for dinner.<br>They’ll be wondering what’s for dinner.<br>Maybe they planned ahead and defrosted something.<br>Meanwhile, I’ll still be dead, <br>and all of my passions and sexual adventures and <br>school exams and career choices and career dead-ends<br>will have vanished with the whack of a baseball bat.<br>They’ll scatter my ash someplace pretty<br>but most of it will mix with dust and grime <br>and deposit itself on unremarkable fields or<br>sink to the bottom of water.<br>That’s okay because I’ll still be dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Springtime will burst with blossoms and bugs<br>and turn to summer<br>Kids will graduate and parents will smile<br>and wait for marriages and grandchildren<br>New singers and movie stars<br>will face the klieg lights and then <br>slide into tell-all books and then out-of-print. <br>The earth will keep rotating and new<br>planets and galaxies will be discovered <br>and described with mathematics.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All of these will occur and recur like premonitions <br>and I will have no comments or satiric asides.<br>I will not smirk or raise an eyebrow.<br>I will not smile knowingly or put down the newspaper to<br>reach over and hold you tight.<br>I will not preserve or remember this intimate moment with you.<br>I will not say your name or recall your sweet smell.<br>That is why I am breathing deeply now in rhythm with your breathing, <br>That is why I am closing my eyes and caressing your skin<br>slowly</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Philips">Michael Philips</a><div class=q>
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some will mourn
Others will put on the face of mourning
They’ll gather together at two o’clock
and be home for dinner.
They’ll be wondering what’s for dinner.
Maybe they planned ahead and defrosted something.
Meanwhile, I’ll ..."></div>
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