An Ending That Rhymes

If you knew the words were killing you,

would you choose then not to write

 

Would more calendar days still left to live

make up for the darkness and blight

 

Would the time by days now measured

equal those countless moments untimed

 

Would you die then forever—and over again

or just once in an ending that rhymed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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