Casket kicker... raw poem

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Every time superman lifted the world,
the world was lifting him.

I want to lift it,
fly to your rescue or be heroic for you.

but my feet are so heavy and human,
my mind is so heavy,

I'm not sure I can lift myself,
not even for you...

But I will try,
and I will claw with my fingernails
at the casket walls.

kick, kick, kick...

Hell is a six foot road to heaven.
The earth rests on my chest.
I'll try, I'm not sure...
my eyelids are so heavy and human...

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