It Will Be
I used to think
every action
each encounter
any conversation
would repeat
sometime
somewhere
surely
Youthful naivety
worn like a shroud
Surely became
maybe
or... likely
the thinning shroud
of mid-life
But time
does not heed
snooze buttons
and pressing pause
is impossible
So now
I don't think.
I know.
every action
each encounter
any conversation
could be the last
as my shroud
in near tatters
warns
Could
has turned to...will
when every action
each encounter
any conversation
will be remembered
as the last
by someone
not me
The threads of the shroud
hover, cloud-like
beneath my feet
carrying me now
constant reminders
Engage!
Engage!
they cry
in every action
each encounter
any conversation
Like it will be
the last.
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