short circuit,
vessels vacillate,
minutes tick-
tock, stock parts,
have no heart,
to carry on,
to carry on,
could go on
for hours,
for days,
for weeks,
for years,
for many months,
may only have
minutes,
so forgive me
if I leave without
saying goodbye,
lying flat looking
up, this is,
yours
as I am alone,
this is for,
you,
minutes become
moments,
it is all we
ever had,
was never bad,
but I a sinner,
beloved of God,
became a forgiven winner,
of an eternal prize,
everything hurt,
until now,
everything was temporary,
piece of peace,
is all that is
required,
and how is it
you are no where
near,
but more beautiful
than both of us ever,
knew,
tears dried up and pour
from every duct,
life is over,
no more minutes
tuck me in,
put your hand

on the
last beat

of this heart,
which is, no longer
mine.