Trying again
To follow with grace
The music played
Not the lyrics
Ever changing with the winds
As they should
But the rhythm
Familiar with it
The heart knows
It can trace every step
And fully embrace
Trying again
To follow with grace

Catching up
I take a crash course
The end is near
And I’m just now
Shifting geer

What is real
That can’t be seen
Ever changing
My infinite needs

It seems we can only know what it is to approach death
and not the nature of the beast itself
that awaits our IMPENDING arrival!

All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again

Under the shade of the tree
Shadows of the leaves played hide and seek

Green sea and the sandy beach, on the isolated island serene

The sun sparkles white, the bright star
That it is

The lone, silver motor boat, recently got a fresh coat

Awaits its ride on the balmy waves

I don't ever want to die
But if I had to choose
   Which way to go.....

Perhaps a hungry coyote
Would share me with it's pack
Tear my flesh limb from limb
And chew my bones to plaque  

Perhaps a poison lizard
Green with a yellow streak
Come crawling up from a stool
And bite me on the meat

Perhaps a giant boulder
At a famous mountain range
Could crash upon my head
And squish out all my brains

Like Bonnie and Clyde
Or a Challenger Astronaut
I want to go
Where the cameras have not
Screaming at the burning stake
Freezing in the artic waist
High falling
Last gasp drawing
Deep sea drowning
Ear ringing gunfire
Bomb blowing
Blast
KABOOM!

At the end my days
‘Cause
It’s better to go out with a bang
Then it is to quietly fade
Away.............