where  what is
(left)
to do (right):
this
expectant journey;
this between
the dawn yellow;
before the violet nights?

except, construct
innocuous
inconsequentially
Rubic cube spiels,
send
myself off  into
eternity.

(unto) the
mausoleum;
dig my grave:
before my last breath?
The autonomous;
casket maker:
asks?

is the answer?
or maybe?
or?
tell me what would you
say?
I hate to disagree.
So I agree even to disagree,
with a flexible
spine.
Mine is
of a yessir priority,
under wearing nothing not a thing,
I go off wondering,
how I got
here?

measured in
correlations
as four
cubits makes him
to me is equated with
the length of outspread arms
of a woman awaiting
him.