Friday, September 08, 2006

No Need To Rage

In the last days you will grow tired
and your eyes will close mid-day -
having had tasks removed
from your fumbling grip, you gasped
deep existential breaths, and then
gave up. Let go. Found a quiet table
on the patio. It's okay - whether you
have hope beyond this flesh or don't,
there's no need to rage, rage. All of it
will end in the same moment anyway:
soft stares into nowhere sky, and
wrinkled eyelids that slowly sigh, and close.

2 comments:

Ryan H. said...

did you find a nail to hit on the head down there?

Justin said...

theres a million nails down here, half-way in, just waiting for a hammer-happy chap to come by.