finally undone

note to self ...

... erase your birthday.
return to the ranks
of the never-born;
wish yourself there
for the duration.

quit fighting your right
to throw a party.
un-become yourself.
no name, no grave.
live less loud.

after hours after dark
inside self inside out,
build a mounded cave,
what's sacred buried deep;
to talk now is to later weep.

words shared,
become knife blades.
give it up now.
cut out your tongue;
bleed out, fail to thrive,
this last time.

hush now,
no whispers,
not a peep;
no soft murmurs
or talk before sleep.

sentries and snipers
posted everywhere,
trip wires,
booby traps,
shhhhhh ... quiet.

survival of the fittest,
nothing but a joke;
blow out the candles
forget about
this insane hoax.