I can feel it calling.I am aware of its caress. I am calm,  nearly peaceful,unblinking. No feeling of distress. my eyes are gazing blankly into nowhere to escape where I'm at.  how symbolic is each gesture each word that I've spat?
I'm already engaged, promised to my biggest fan. not here or there or anywhere in this land. Yet still he reaches out for me and I offer back my hand. I can hear him calling. I can feel his caress. I am peaceful. unblinking . wandering into my death.