We Know Death Is Futile

Poem is one of those breaking s poems asur it's the one that starts, we know death is futile. I am going door to door collecting story. Know death as three point five thousand retuets, a trama,. an internet measured in the slow bend of your fingers, clicking the quiet tempo of expirationyour spleen in the shape of a gun, in the form of a pen. There is a child crying in front of a pink wall as her home is demolished in palestine. It moves one to tears. Your face in anguish at another's pain, looks so sweet, almost heroic. Thank you.