time to go

Throw Away”

The body knows when it is time
Rusting, cracking, splintering
into atoms
Returning to the source.

The body knows when it hurts
Stiffness, sore pain
more pain, always more pain
It never ends, this pain,
reaching in and biting, gnawing,
devouring your spirit,
Hopeless, cannot fight,
Give up, go away
You’ve had your chance.

The body knows when there is a spark
Roiling, building, fighting
the decay
Infusing with energy from hope.

The body knows when illness fades
Eyes no longer glazed
appetite returns, hunger
For love, love of touch
flesh made hot, fevered, wet
groping for meaning, redemption
I am alive, I am still here
Spitting on death
Someday, not now.

The body knows the river flows
Always eroding, wearing out
the soul
Seeking the easy path.

The body knows when it’s fatigued
Sleep restless, unfulfilled
tired, exhausted, empty,
Always empty, nothing
left but a shell
that looks like a person
I once knew, knew well
But now only rough skin
Holds my blood together.

The body knows what is possible
Walking, eating, trying
the mind balks
Just throw away this life.

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5 thoughts on “time to go

  1. The body knows when it’s fatigued
    Always empty, nothing left but a shell

    Not a premonition but physically the body knows its capacity and capability. One is not to test nor torture but to let it take its course aging gracefully. Rightly so Brian!

    Hank

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