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HIC IACET ROBIN, REX QUONDAM REXQUE FUTURUS


I have to admit
I hadn't thought of you
for quite a bit


and that though
we had never met
I thought of you as a friend


who could always
make me laugh despite
the sadnesses in my life


the night that you left
I was doing you
being Bruce Springsteen


being Elmer Fudd
"I'm wving in my karrr..."
and laughing

to my self
even my mirror
was laughing


remembering Mork
manically morphing
into anyone anything



a menagerie of personalities
the so many people you
. . .could be


you so...
singularly...plural
always a becoming...


"... but then there you are s
itting around and doin' nuthin'
and death comes up and goes: "Boooo!"


"Shhh. Be vewy vewy quiet,
I will always think of you
as you



being so
very much alive
you wascal you!"
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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