We'll Find Each Other, Like at a Concert

We'll find each other, like at a concert — It's just a matter of my laziness. I've been thinking about death — Death is hiccuping on the other end. In the jungle our trails will meet — We'll leap into a waterfall of passions. Mid-flight we'll tangle the shroud lines, We'll even out the speed limits. We'll forget it all, like after a high, Or at the exit to the scaffold. You'll notice freedom flashing by Like a reflector in headlights at night. On thin ice we go like a piece of cardboard, Carefully, like a swallowtail. We'll argue loud enough to drive us mad, Preferably until your funeral. You heard right, yes, I'm serious. It's a sin to leave you in this hell. After the final cycle of the venous I'll find you there in no time. If suddenly there's no road to be found, Let Orpheus recall it from memory. He'll stand long at the threshold Seeing the face of his Eurydice. In this eternal earthly whirl We'll find each other — don't you worry. I'll hiccup and throw down a challenge to death — She'll hang up and text back — later!)