what if that was all?

 

what if that was it

what if that was all

what if my life ended

at the end of this poem?

 

maybe right now

some exotic spider is weaving

its way through

some papers some books

some trash on the floor

headed for my right, bare ankle

ready to inject the dew of its fangs

ready to stop my heart

leaving me there dying

with no one to call

no one holding my hand

no one speaking strongly to my soul

hang on    hang on

or to whisper me sweets

 

what if this is all

what if it’s all over

 

who have i loved

who have i hated

who did i call

where did i visit

 

what have i smelled

what have i seen

what have i read

what have i written

 

what have i done

and failed to do?

 

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