(’82 – ’83)


– I walk up to view the corpse,
pay my respects & say goodbye to…
a mirror!!?

– Now, how…? Is this some kind
of macabre joke?

– Where is… the deceased?
What’s his name? her name?

– Do I have the wrong address?
the wrong hour?
the wrong day?
what’s going under?!

– I took time off from work
for a funeral,
where’s the body,
what do I do with all these tears
and words of praise?

– A mirror!? Who ever heard,,,
all I see is a reflection…

– Oh, no! does this mean…?!
am I…?!

– Impossible! Why, I feel fine!
wait! I’ll clear this up,
there’s Carlos, I’ll ask him…

– Hey, Carlos…
look inside the casket,
there’s nothing but a mirror…

– Hey, Carlos, I’m talking to you!
what are you crying about, Carlos?

– This is insane!
It must be a nightmare ///
I must wake up! but I’m so… tired,
so t-i-r-e-d…


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