Tuesday, January 20, 2009

take it with me when I go

When I die, my dear,

please play Leonard Cohen on the stereo,

scatter rose petals on the carpet,

light patchouli candles in every room.

There will be no funerals or services.

Let me be a fading memory,

as soon as I am gone.

Remember what you will

and allow the rest to remain unspoken.

In your quiet conversations

may gentle laughter be your solace.

This joy I bequeath to you

is the joy that will take me on.

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