Death Is A Soft Vision, Always Beckoning

artwork by Brenton Bostwick

Death Is A Soft Vision, Always Beckoning
she stares so cold into nowtaking away every last breathshe holds hands with us allsoon enoughshe ends lifetimeswith a lick of lipswith a slight smilewithout any noticeablechange of expressionor exasperating soundcoming from her throatnot because shedoes not caremore so, becauseshe has held the hands of thosethat even she felt deservedanother chancebut, it was not to beso she goes about her businessa long, infinite stare in her eyesthat has lasted foreverit is a forever that isso long so thatno one knowsmore than herthatmost likelyit will lastforever morenever stoppingfor anyone, least of allfor her