waxing blue
who is death?
no enemy of time, only consequence
a neutral effect of life
life affected by the nature of its being
i question death
as only life i know for certain
only where i am
only passage.
to trickle into watery thought
is to break the boundaries
of certainty
but who are we to know for certain?
...
joy, where have you gone?
my mind is too busy pretending to
be important...