the shining, the glittering
of time moving quickly
catches me off guard

its been a year
the shortest long year
of my life
without him, things slowed down
without him, I forgot to check the clock
I'm getting old
I'm constantly dreaming of falling asleep
sleeping away this world
sleeping amidst the entropy
closing out the disaster-
alone in bliss?

No, I'll close my eyes while
he whispers
"as soon as you are born you start dying"
but I supress a grin.
I'm not dying
there's too much left to do.