As a Card

I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck
 To be played when there are no other cards left
 I'll slip into the ocean unnoticed and notify no one on the notarized form
 And they're slow on a hot summer morning
 Like that one-legged locksmith in Colraine
 But I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck
 To be played when there are no other cards left
 As time drags on and I thin and whiten and my beard grows long
 I might look like Walt Whitman
 All sunken-eyed and dry and without pigment
 But I wanna be spry as a newborn kitten
 And I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck
 To be played when there are no other cards left
 I wanna open like the bay does to the ocean
 With any cool portion of every emotion
 Or soldier forward and be hard as a flat board
 With the heart of an approaching asteroid
 Like go and ride like a cat's toy in a dryer
 Stay true to my matter like a brick in fire
 Wrapped in my long years like a spool of wire
 Unspoiled by the coils of fame and desires
 So I'll hold my own death as a card in the deck
 To be played when there are no other cards left
 Hold my own death as a card in the deck