Dedication

I look up high into the night
And ponder life, its absence.
I disagree with its forboding right
To end without a pronounced sentence.
I dream of an eternal state
A presence spread across all time
But I end up with an estate
That's worth a little more than dime.
I cry and scream and claw my face
In rage, in fear and sorrow
I am afraid of unknown space
And so way deep I burrow.
I crave for righteous pretense
But none gets rendered to me
My body cringes as I tense
And understand this all too lucid.
My dreams, my loves, my hates,
The ethereal center placement,

They laugh at me as I embrace

The nakedness of my own ending.

I die and freed my soul flees

Away to dark and endless sky

The weighless and entrancing glee

As high above the world I fly.

And then I fall, and then wake up

To find myself just staring

At cracked and torn, but still intact

And tired face I am wearing.

I wink, I close my eyes and feel

The wind that's still within me

And then I get back to the real,

A life that I create for thee.