i'll learn your pronouns if it kills me.
it won't, because you're already dead.
i wonder how your mother survives.
it had not occurred to me that healing is only a relevant purpose for the living.
what do the dead wish for?
it had not occurred to me that the progress, the momentum, the forward motion of an individual is entirely lost at their death.
what do the dead work for?
jude. the songs, the singing, the karaoke, the voice, the voicelessness. baby i don't know why the world is so hard. i don't know why you had to be so wounded. i don't know why you had to contain so much and be received so little. i don't know why. but i saw you. for a bit.
it had not occurred to me that seeing is only for the living, that the dead have no use for witnesses.
what do the dead dream for?
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