..so i'm drawing a warm bath - the cast iron claw foot tub is 6 foot - perfect.

 

this will probably be ruled, eventually, as a cariac arrest of some sort. at first, maybe, a questionable suicide given the tragic death of the 17 year old nephew i was so close to and still had some powerful "experiences" with - missing in the Ohio River - and that of the death of my 17 year old H.S. friend shot in the head at a party we attended together and he wanted to leave early from but i suggested just 15 minutes more - and then my first book of poems In This Place which was a bit dark and, at the time, and around that time i was emerging from glorifying suicide - the "27 club" - all that romance - all that beautiful death - poetic death - romance, mystery shooting stars

 

but things are going so well for me right now - suicide will be ruled out.

 

i tell you now - w/all the concentrartion of my 34 years - i know how to leave my body and go to the otherside of morning through meditation, belief and faith - like the Yogi Saints in AutoBiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda - And i will be leaving my body and breaking on through to the otherside. it will be ruled a cardiac arrest because that's how the experts will have to find meaning they can explain in rational, scientific terms they know - (but people like me know there's more - much more, beyond...)

 

don't bother calling the Edgeworth police department because they will think it's just another false report of my death -

 

Adieu.