AIDS Quilt 7 Michael Heat a letter to Peter

Death is nothing at all I have only slipped away into the next room Whatever we were to each other That we still are. Call me by my old familiar name Speak to me in the easy way which you always used I am I and you are you Put no difference into your tone Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together Play, smile, think of me, pray for me Let my name be ever the household word that it always was Let it be spoken without effect Without the trace of a shadow on it Life means all that it ever meant It is the same as it ever was There is absolutely unbroken continuity What is this death but negligible accident! Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you For an interval Somewhere very near Just around the corner All is well!