To the End

I stay up late

occupied with thoughts of you

inside the wasted, frail and failing form

That this life ends is not news

but how do we cope with transcendence?

My lover I leak fear and longing for your presence

like your body lets go of fluids

Is it too much to contain?

There is an emptying happening

violent, delirious, grinding time to a halt

and speeding up the one long second that

takes you to the end

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