How do I die?
(How do I live?)
What do I take?
(What do I give?)
Where am I from?
(Where am I now?)
How do I BE?
(HOWWWL?)
Tag: poem
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The Ledge (Poem)
Trying to hold on.
Unsure if I can.
I’m on the precipice.
I don’t know whether
To look down
(To see the void into which I’ll fall)
Or behind me
(To see if there is anything to steady me).
For now I remain here in painful indecision
Alone on this ledge.
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Mortal (Poem)
I am evanescent:
A transient senescent shadow
Hidden in the already dark background.
I once would make myself known
And keep some aware of my presence.
Now that effort has proven
Costly beyond imagine.
No more ventures beyond the shade;
No more steps into the light.
Night is coming quickly for us all.
I await here on my own.
An Impermanence mala….. -
Happy Ending (Poem)
I write no happy ending.
Do not ask for one.
No-one gets out alive,
Unhurt, or whole.
We are maimed, wounded, bleeding out….
The walking dead, except we refuse to stop.
Until we are face down in the dirt.
I want to stop.
Now.
Face down in the dirt…..