the world reeks of death
it winds through your hair, your clothing,
your mind, your soul
until you will never be rid of it
breathe it in, out, in, out
this is your life
so live it
the world reeks of sorrow
it sits on shelves, in dusty crannies,
in the bottom of your heart
until it weighs down everything it touches
breathe it out, in, out, in
you will leave this life
why live it?
the world reeks of smoke
burn your books, your art, your hopes,
the ones you love
until nothing remains but remains
breathe it
in out in out
rattling breaths
in out in out
clog up your lungs
in out in out
you welcome Death
in out in.....
with open arms
...out.
