Posted on March 28, 2013


Death surrounds me
It encompasses me

The world looks bright but that’s an illusion
See how the edges dim?
See the film that covers disease? Hides the truth?

One list grows shorter, another longer
Day by day, week by week I move people from the living to the dying
from the dying to the dead

I now count my time limited.
Which list am I on?

I straddle the first two: trying to live as slowly die

Live like I am dying,
before I am added to the 3rd list