Death.
I think about you often
My chest begins to tighten
Holding the thought still in my mind

No more

Nothing

All will cease
Trying  to swallow the ocean
Counting the grass
Unfathomable.
Like a computer screen that has shut Off.
For eternity.

My computer screen.
Not the one I use now
No
The far more superior one in my brain.

I wonder about you, My computer
You worry Me
Sometimes you stretch for the off button yourself
Loosening the batteries
Trying to convince the drink
To spill all over your screen

Sometimes
Dearest Computer,
You try and off yourself.