Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Book of my Life

I hope the book of my life is so 
out of this world that aliens read it.
That right now on some distant planet 

light-years away they’re lining up to 

pre-order copies of it from God.
Anxiously counting down the days left until 
I drop dead and the book finally hits shelves.
I hope its good enough for the alien thieves to pirate it; 

For the booksellers in outer space to strike it rich; 

For the fanatics to send fan mail back to earth in packages 

of shooting stars.
If so…that would mean I lived.


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