As a Card

I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck

To be played when there are no other cards left

I'll slip into the ocean unnoticed and notify no one on the notarized form

And they're slow on a hot summer morning

Like that one-legged locksmith in Colraine

But I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck

To be played when there are no other cards left

As time drags on and I thin and whiten and my beard grows long

I might look like Walt Whitman

All sunken-eyed and dry and without pigment

But I wanna be spry as a newborn kitten

And I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck

To be played when there are no other cards left

I wanna open like the bay does to the ocean

With an equal portion of every emotion

Or soldier forward and be hard as a flat board

With the heart of an approaching asteroid

Let go and ride like a cat's toy in a dryer

Stay true to my matter like a brick in fire

Wrapped in my long years like a spool of wire

Unspoiled by the foils of fame and desires

So I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck

To be played when there are no other cards left

Hold my own death as a card in the deck