(6)As it pertains to pain
(6)I’m certain the future’s
(6)Curtain is sure to fall
(6)After hurting again
(6)Now as then, after all

(3)The candle
(2)Will dull
(3)Until its
(2)Last flits
(3)Dismantle

(5)Like little chateaus
(5)Of the earth’s shadow
(5)Lowering its light
(5)To gradual night

(5)And the ample swish
(5)That calm chest’s cherish
(6)Meet where heartbeat’s perish

On the ledges
Of time’s privileges,
In a sick, garish marriage
Of blood, and voices of breath

That are

“Completely choice-less” says death
“I’ll follow every boisterous, cherry-cheek
And hollow out the restless thoughts they speak.”

Though
Death is only
As inevitable
As life must be

And life comes first
Naturally

(Is death the death of life,
Or is life the death of death?)