in this pre-dawn window

I look out to the lit street

into the coming morning


I'm sure I'll rage and laugh again

alternately and concurrently

before this understanding of an

approaching end to this life

that seemed mere days ago

to be far in some unformed future


and now here it is and there it goes

and now here I am and there I go








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