A Play On Death Poem by Violet Llewellyn

Distorted images
And just a touch
Of insanity
Because that’s what makes us
Who we are

Fingers oppressed on the window pain
And you’re on the other side
The breaker, switch it on and off

Give the masses
What they want
Bubblier and
More and more plastic
Murder reality

Eternity says brake for peaces
And you’re the king of the world
Killer, that’s what it means today

Death of the
Devil thoughts
Can’t we all
Laugh out loud
Absurdity

Live and let me dye
My hair different colors
You thought I was going to kill myself?