from the screenplay: Survival of the Coolest

Long burgeons the last cello

swells with cut enthusiasms

where bud

the swollen flowers

of being

young

this grave

mistaken incursion

this death into life.

long purposes frolicking

in the surf short of the shore,

the beach between life and death.

 

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