After You Die

Beyond the Mortal Coil: Tom Waits' Poetic Reflections on Life's Aftermath
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Like a tin can feeding

Metaphorical depiction of insignificance or emptiness, comparing it to the sound of a tin can being kicked around.

Like a skinned hand bleeding

Illustrating vulnerability or pain, using the image of a hand with its skin removed and bleeding.

Like a tramp choir crying

Depicting a chorus of homeless people singing mournfully, suggesting a sense of collective sorrow.

Like a camp fire dying

Conveying the fading warmth and life of a campfire, possibly symbolizing the end of companionship.

Like a big dog breeding

Comparing reproduction to the primal and uncontrolled nature of a big dog breeding.

Like a pig hog feeding

Depicting gluttony and excess using the image of a pig voraciously feeding.

Like a top hat tipping

Suggesting a gesture of respect or politeness, akin to tipping a top hat.

Like a dropped rat skipping

Describing chaotic and erratic movement, like a rat skipping uncontrollably.

Like a tin horn glowing

Portraying a brassy and cheap kind of brightness, possibly symbolizing false brilliance.

Like a gin storm blowing

Evoking the tumultuous and intense nature of a storm fueled by gin (alcohol).

Like a neck tie flapping

Describing a tie flapping, possibly symbolizing superficial or empty gestures in formal attire.

Like a rich guy clapping

Highlighting the applause of a wealthy individual, possibly indicating approval from the privileged.

Like a big fool crawling

Depicting the humiliation or degradation of someone foolish, emphasizing vulnerability.

Like a rig tool falling

Illustrating the collapse or failure of a significant tool or plan, suggesting a downfall.

Like a back door squeaking

Creating an eerie atmosphere with the sound of a back door squeaking, possibly hinting at secrecy or hidden actions.

Like a crack whore tweaking

Depicting the unsettling image of a crack addict making small adjustments, possibly symbolizing self-destructive behavior.


What is it like?

Raising a question about the nature of experiences or existence.

What is it like after we die?

Persisting in questioning, specifically about the afterlife and what follows death.


Like a string that's broken

Using a broken string as a metaphor for something damaged or dysfunctional.

Like a thing that's smoking

Depicting a situation that is deteriorating or in trouble, likening it to something emitting smoke.

Like a blue flame burning

Comparing an intense and vivid flame to the process of learning or enlightenment.

Like a new brain learning

Describing a state of continual and relentless intellectual growth or adaptation.

Like more cold coffee

Depicting the mundanity and repetition of life through the image of cold coffee being left unconsumed.

Like a poor old softie

Expressing empathy or pity towards someone tender-hearted who may be taken advantage of.

Like a declining graveyard

Depicting a cemetery in decline, possibly reflecting the fading significance of traditional rituals or beliefs.

Like a shining brave star

Comparing a bright and courageous star to bravery, suggesting a contrast between light and darkness.

Like a child that's fainting

Depicting the vulnerability and frailty of a child, possibly symbolizing innocence.

Like a wild ass painting

Depicting a wild and unrestrained artistic expression, possibly emphasizing creativity.


What is it like?

Repeating the question about the unknown aspects of existence after death.

What is it like after we die?

Reiterating the inquiry into the nature of existence or experience after death.

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