"Even the Inuit dead ask
The living to give them ice, 'for
We are suffering from thirst for
Cold water.' I can't imagine
Why so many societies
Would imagine the dead thirsty
Enough to announce they're thirsty
To inhuman gods of the gate.
What about death could be so
Dependent on a need of life,
Unless death mistakes lack of life
For just another frustration,
Just another lack of something
Necessary to keep living,
As if being dead were living
Under direr circumstances.
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