NSFW RIP — obituary for a friend, Heathcote Williams

And he declared, “we take death to reach a star.”

Now that there’s stardust in every single cell of our body

More mystery is added to knowing who we are.

But in bereavement it’s a very great comfort

To those who are feeling dispossessed

To consider that those they’ve known who’ve died

Have simply changed their cosmic address.

Heathcote, are you going soft?

Or is the new address you address yourself to — and have now achieved — “among the stars, dissipated“?

I’ll miss you, until I’m dissipated, too.

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