Today’s poem has just stepped out of the Wayback Machine from 2011, so please be gentle with it as the acclimation process concludes. There was some minimal editing, but it amounted mostly to line breaks and a couple strategic spaces.
nobody wants to die
to get to heaven
living in the past
& planning for tomorrow
one foot here and another over there
one good swing and you’re on your back
doesn’t know nothing but a thing
a thing is no thing
and every thing
is an everybody.