I.

Freedom to DIE
gift of Life

We are heading away from the beggining
and toward the end

We are heading away from the end and
toward the beggining

Simpler than a child's game
(these illusions are free

Bodies and stars from nowhere
bullet machines of steel(we love them
too much) speed, blood, rush

Rock-n-Roll-remember-me)

(Guns on my grave)


II.

I have watched the bodies burning
down by the ghats, river running

seen the celebration of fire-music-sex-life-colors-dancing
and the dead-man burning gave me such a gift
of his life
flashing, moving,

and the instruments played, and the river rushing by
and I was just there, a
stranger celebrating the
fullness of a life and a death
(whisper me through eternity)