WAITING FOR MY LAST BREATH
I can feel it’s on the way now,
slow and deep as it should be.
Why have I ignored it for so long
when it might have lasted longer
if I had simply paid attention and
not have taken it for granted
like an unloved mariage partner.
I’m getting too old to do magic
since I pulled the last rabbit out
of my hat a long time ago and
its about time I faced reality
and bid my final farewells to
everyone I’ve ever loved and
been loved back by.