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See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her poem Keep flying into Death in the first round at the Austin installment (at her house) of the Poetry Plus open mic 7/8/16 (filmed w/ a Canon Power Shot camera).
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See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading her poem Keep flying into Death in the first round at the Austin installment (at her house) of the Poetry Plus open mic 7/8/16 (filmed w/ a Sony camera).
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See YouTube video 9/4/16 of Janet Kuypers reading her 2 new poems Keep flying into Death, and Knew All Along (read with an altered voice) at the Austin open mic Kick Butt Poetry (filmed from the Canon Power Shot camera).
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See YouTube video 9/4/16 of Janet Kuypers reading her 2 new poems Keep flying into Death, and Knew All Along (read with an altered voice) at the Austin open mic Kick Butt Poetry (video filmed from a Sony camera).
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See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers (S) reading her poems “Earth was Crying”, “Keep flying into Death” and “Excuses for Skipping Work” from her book “(pheromemes) 2015-2017 poems” 8/6/17 at “Recycled Reads” open mic, at a book store affiliated with the Austin Public Library.
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See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers (L) reading her poems “Earth was Crying”, “Keep flying into Death” and “Excuses for Skipping Work” from her book “(pheromemes) 2015-2017 poems” 8/6/17 at “Recycled Reads” open mic, at a book store affiliated with the Austin Public Library.

Keep flying into Death

Janet Kuypers
20160708 editing and adaptation
of “keep looking for death”, which was written 7/28/11 and 7/29/11

One of their windshields
actually broke...
You know, the glass
breaks into such
tine little pieces.
The look like ice.

After smashing into
a couple of windshields,
I was knocking on death’s door.
I did everything I could
to gain any of my freedoms back.
I moved my appendages anywhere
until I was able to fly again.

And now that I’m here,
I am waiting again —
because now I know
death is just around the corner
waiting for me.

So I keep looking for it.

I fly along a sidewalk
and imagine a car
careening off the road
behind me
so I can’t escape
my impending doom.

I see the road in front of me,
yeah, I see the crossing cars
but I know the winds around here
and I mean,
we’ve all done this before,
we know the risks,
that’s a part of life.
That’s a gamble we all take
when we fly through our life,
so we never think twice
before the catastrophe strikes.

I was at an intersection
when two cars tossed me around
like I was nothing
and if the odds seem so slim
that something like that could ever happen,
I think of how I always seem to beat the odds
and wonder how it may happen again.

I keep looking for it.
and I keep managing to just scrape by.
But still,
I keep looking.


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