(idea) by Pseudo_Intellectual Sun May 21 2000 at 13:28:07
I am afraid to think about my death,
When it shall be, and whether in great pain
I shall rise up and fight the air for breath
Or calmly wait the bursting of my brain.

I am no coward who could seek in fear
A folk-lore solace or sweet Indian tales:
I know dead men are deaf and cannot hear
The singing of a thousand nightingales.

I know dead men are blind and cannot see
The friend that shuts in horror their big eyes,
And they are witless -- O, I'd rather be
A living mouse than dead as a man dies.

- James Elroy Flecker

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