A BIRD SOMEWHERE SINGS

he smiled
Death
smiled too

took a tiny sip
of water.
as did Death

Death now
mimicking
his every movement

shadowing him
becoming him
....in time

Death stared
out of the mirror
but the man didn't

recognise
that this was
his death

he had only
2 minutes
left to live

the man went on doing
some insignificant
ordinary things

D.I.Y.
finally
getting around to it

Death copying
the least
gesture

like a comedy
duo
in a vaudeville act

each little tic exact
like Groucho like Harpo
in his favourite movie

Death
lying on the floor
adopting the same posture

arms flung out
eyes staring up
into the nothing

the radio keeps on
talking
the phone rings

a bird
somewhere
sings