a little lighter

if i die today

let it not be because

of yesterday

but

because i managed

to slip into

the ever-escaping

tomorrow

*

these sentences show

too many spaces between

us

but i cannot stop myself

from reading into the bare

silences

*

when i die

ensure i am

drunk

and in love

perhaps with

how much of a

lovely drunk

i am

*

i have written a lot

about death

not because i wish to die

but because i need to live

with the lot of what is writ

*

i was left

by the love

of my life

to live

in the leave

of love

*

even during the

last breath

there will still

be more air unused

and the wanting to

be fulfilled