62/365 : immortality

there's no amount of likability
no amount of love
or dogma
or poetry or orgasms
or money or freedom
or even children
that can make me live forever

but I will still collect them all--
hoard them like pennies
for an antique shop in the future

someone will find my collection one day
sandwiched between a dirt-scuffed derby rocking horse
and a tin box of indigenous postcards
and say
i'm rare and
worth something

i'll be dead and sold
to someone old
who thinks they've found
the answer