A Beautiful End Comments

Many ways to die in the city, most not particularly beautiful. But I do admit, looking down on Wilshire at night can be a beautiful sight, people and cars zipping by.

Oh that would be a great way to die that is if it was fast. My luck some guy in a Miata would hit me and then I would be run over by a smart car and that would only leave skid marks on my back then I would cause a pile up and I would die of some doctor leaving and spunge in me. But that is my luck in life so I think that would be my luck in death too. I liked your poem, keep it up.

...'but I want to die, Beautifully.' Well you might Kath, but how about when you're 90 plus? You've got a lot of writing to do...