Staring at a photograph
from 15 years ago
I look at you.
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Returning from a film
based on a murder
I think of the victim.
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If we knew our date of death
how different would we live
savouring the moments?
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I’d be more carefree
more relaxed
have more fun.
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So, shall I pretend my date of death?
“Teach us to number our days”
I think now — I know how.
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And so, I shall.