Poetry By Ed Gaudet

Paul Sableman CC




The Crying Liver (or Ripping Off Buk)

​your death is your death
don’t let doctors dull it into
numb prescription. 
be Virgil. 
there are many ways to desire. 
there is always night somewhere. 
it may not be too dark 
but it beats the merciless glare. 
don’t look at your watch. 
we’ll get to that in a second. 
the gods will over serve you lies.
belly up. 
corner them.
you can’t beat life but
you can beat life into death, always.
try to overdo it. 
there’s never enough time. 
your death is your death.
rely on it like taxes. 
you are expendable. 
the gods wait to see
what you’ll do with that.


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Ed Gaudet is a writer and software entrepreneur who lives in Hanover, Massachusetts. In 1999, Ed was awarded the grand prize for his poem, “Sitting Shiva,” published in Into the Sun. His work has appeared in Blood & Bourbon, Burningword Literary Journal, The Inflectionist Review, Panoply, Clade Song, Naugatuck River Review, Massachusetts Bards Poetry Review 2024, and Book of Matches, Lit. His work is forthcoming in The Southwest Review.