PURPLE PALLBEARERS

You little death eaters - life recyclers - soil feeders - purple pallbearers to the afterlife I love you. When I see you standing there it is not like finding a copper penny on the sidewalk, it’s like bumping into a friend and “So funny - I just dreamt about you last night!” I’ll eat you this time, and maybe next, but you’ll eat me last. Till then, thanks for dinner, let’s do lunch next time you’re in town xo