life is ours to choose, we just forget how to make choices
How to die without dying:
Learn something new
change your name
change your wardrobe
give
take
cut strings
tie new ones
cut your hair
dye your hair
get a cat
get a dog
go to a fair
go to a festival
listen to music you’ve never heard and listen to it loud
learn a language
learn an instrument
leave town for a few days
get an apartment somewhere
find a bookshop find a hole-in-the-wall coffee shop
become a regular
stop going somewhere
start going somewhere
dance and dance badly
lay on the grass
look at the stars
count them
This poem is about:
Our world