death

death

I've got death inside me. It's just a question of whether or not I can outlive it.

I've got death inside me. It's just a question of whether or not I can outlive it.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Yer a good lad, Atticus, mowin’ me lawn and killin’ what Brits come around.

Yer a good lad, Atticus, mowin’ me lawn and killin’ what Brits come around.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We're standing here, beat to shit, walking away from a crime scene where either or both of us could have bought it, and you're asking me to marry you?""Perfect timing.

We're standing here, beat to shit, walking away from a crime scene where either or both of us could have bought it, and you're asking me to marry you?""Perfect timing.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.

Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Summertime is always the best of what might be.

Summertime is always the best of what might be.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die,To cease upon the midnight with no pain,While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die,To cease upon the midnight with no pain,While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I'm going to die whatever you do, but I'm not afraid.

I'm going to die whatever you do, but I'm not afraid.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Two turtle doves will show theeWhere my cold ashes lieAnd sadly murmuring tell theeHow in tears I did die

Two turtle doves will show theeWhere my cold ashes lieAnd sadly murmuring tell theeHow in tears I did die

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Well I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.

Well I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.

I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I’ll never speak to God again.

I’ll never speak to God again.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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