The inescapable reality
     consigning one at birth
     automatically includes no breath
oblige premise, whereat
     existence can terminate
     with sudden,
     and untimely inexplicable death
cruel ploy wrought,

     whence randomly begat
     into this webbed wide world
grim reaper nonchalantly,
     asper macabre Vaudevillian
     character cane twirled
automatically infers
     cessation of livingsocial
     with no forewarning,

     where nutty squirreled
memories become indelibly engraved
     (photogravure) inherently
     pervasive I apprise imperiled,
which ever present
     unavoidable demise,
(albeit a bleak thought)
     looms larger as orbitz

     (demarcating sans initial debut),
     each subsequent anniversary flies
faster as staying alive finds
     every mortal getting
     older, where guise,
which gloomy thought didst arise
with the windmills
     of my mind particularly,

     sans unwelcome thought,
     when my person dies
came to mind, while subtle
     diminution to exercise
asthma body, mind, and spirit
     approaches sixth decade (come
     January 13th, 2019),
     the harsh reality lies

within this cognitive,
     intuitive, and fully
     still operative flesh and bone
aware of becoming deceased
     increases in direct proportion
     as another year done
and all to quickly, irrevocably gone,
when deplorably belatedly

     late life self discover
     re: visa vis hone
passion with words specially,
     possibly, feasibly encrypted
     while supinely prone
on deathbed with
     onset of rigor mortis,
     yet just barely

     enough buffer'n strength
     to etch said chicken scratchings,
hens forth before
     mine unbeknownst cremation
whereat Facebook friends invited -

     cost will be...ahem...
     (no more than one rolling stone)
     presently concludes any
     subsequent poetic endeavors
     shot thru with quasi morbid tone.