GET WELL LATER

 

This death is wonderful.

This glorious end.

 

Oh! That?

 

The extraordinary grotesque growth

Over the artery.

Let it wallow.

Let it indulge.

 

¿Cure?

 

My dear sir,

This disease is pure, unadulterated joy. The plague that holds the vascular organ is the reason I stand before you. Weave me not a tale of a treatment. Oh! No! But please, explain to me how one can stay ill. To stay in my state of weakness, I swear to you, is a mistake, for it is true, it is real.

 

Sincerely,

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Truly.

Dying.

Lewis Solo currently resides in Jersey City, New Jersey. He is often found in the Eastern Village of New York City taking in everything it has to offer. For more about him click here.

Dance to Death, Issue IV

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