So you came
back
Having a near death experience
is like getting a hand job,
and mistaking it for sex.
Even if it's an exploding
fireworks sort of hand job.
Angels may throw their harps
down and howl like cats
wanting to be let in after
you’ve gone to sleep—
still not the same.
Now death,
death is only like sex
with some people.
back
Having a near death experience
is like getting a hand job,
and mistaking it for sex.
Even if it's an exploding
fireworks sort of hand job.
Angels may throw their harps
down and howl like cats
wanting to be let in after
you’ve gone to sleep—
still not the same.
Now death,
death is only like sex
with some people.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson