What poison-tipped arrow of fate Tempted, toasted, and toppled Life’s plotting midwife The denouement of my life Life Neither laudable nor laughable Naughty or nice Happy or sad Virtue or vice Scripted yes scripted Ghostly ancestral scribes A lineage of lifetimes The rules you live by To get by To die by Tick, tick, tick Your imprint on momma duck Tick, tick, tick They wind you up And let you go The rules in tow And at the final unwind They want to know What did you learn? What do you know? I ****** to move through the density of doing Oculists all of them Why then Do I grieve you so Rest in peace Darling dead There is no peace on earth And nothing to be said There is nothing to know But, remembering makes it so.