Dogs 2014

DELAYED FATALITY
(1/13/14)


well
you've
done it

you know
full well
the consequences

a very
simple decision
that certainly
shortens
your future

more
self infection
than suicide
you can't
go back
to change it

the fuse
has been lit
and all too soon
the bomb
of your death
will detonate

but
right now
everything seems
so very much
the same

socks
to wear

doorknobs to turn

puddles
to be
avoided

you have
written
signed and sealed
your execution order
yet
the very next minute
seems so
eerily similar
to the one
just before

no one
else
can look
at you
and realize
that your demise
is so eminent

not even
you
can see anything
in the mirror
to show you
that you have
cut your life
preemptively short
by a single
simple
but exacting
impulsive act

your end
will not
be pretty

you have
assured
that

but today
the sun
still shines

except
for the growing
cloud
of accelerated decripitude
that you now
carry with you
like a stink

come
to think
of it
your shortened
life
is very similar
to the smell
of that unknown longevity
that followed
you
up until your
recent
self negating
action

a sure
thing
has just become
a thing surely
to happen
more sooner
than later

other
than slight
feelings
of dizziness
and nausea
from the realization
of it all
life
is pretty much
as it was
yesterday

only the calendars
of an unspecified
old age
have been eliminated

your worries
can now be
more finely
focused

seeing
the face
of your fatality
has alleviated
so many fears

the logistics
of your departure
have become
your primarly
vocation

nothing
else
matters

reality
has been reduced
to surviving the day
in order to die
tomorrow

or perhaps
the next
tomorrow

you feel
released
from the responsibilities
of the living

there are
no more
corporeal prayers
to be offered

and
your soul
is too tired
to care about
those other
pleas