I am life, I am death.

I am your favourite post-war cinema.

The lights are all out and the counters are all closed

but duty free still has freedom and freedom is on clearance sale.

I am death, I am life.

I am your favourite mid-century piece of furNietzsche. 

We are still waiting for that bomb that will never land—

where oh where can we get our refund?

I am life, I am death,

I am your favourite straight-to-video perf

looking at a donut through the one-way looking glass.

But It's not the sweetness that I'm after

I am death, I am life.

I am your favourite witness, am I not?

Just snap your fingers and I will open my eyes like a clam

and like a clam I will remain shut until you cook me.

I am life, I am death.

I am your favourite anbernyderfurviant.

Among a field of Starbucks I give you,

the blinding light of maybe.

I am death, I am life.

I am your favourite ending to end all ends. 

I just want to lie down here with you,

my cat, in this bed, and wait, for the end of time.

16 November 2025