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Mike Amado

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 A WALK AND TIME


I know I walk with death

Three blocks away or three steps behind.

Shadow on my shoulder, breath on my neck,

He sneaks around in my notebook.


I blow a stalk of air

Three life times ahead and

Soft down; full circle, return

To dance on death’s murky sod

And burned soil,

Blackened out like all those life-lessons that go

Unlearned, distorted into fairy tail faster than the

Shaman shape-shifting into psychic hot line operator

And back again. Yeah, I invented this new legend;

And still burning.


From ashes bring ascendancy.


Death, I ask to walk side by side.

I’m purged of playing victim.

MAYBE IT’S YOUR TIME . . .

To admit your rusting scythe

And remit your reign to medicine,

The scalpel and the final rites . . .


(White coats do your job

Better with a smile.)


Only human death I mean.

No big deal.

Your shoulder now -

My hand.



 Mike Amado