A Day to Remember

On the day you wake to your death

You will rise as you have always done

And court your rituals with half-a-brain

You will wear your aspirations on your sleeve

and step a hopeful foot on this worn path

What ‘you will do’ and ‘plan to’ do

Will roll out before you like a carpet

and that very day will welcome you

with both memories and regrets

On that day, you will forget your mortality

Like you have always done

But death will remind you

as you clamber on a wall of ether

And that is, if she wasn’t in such a haste

That leaves your last breath in wisps

that enter into an infernal cave

and returns not one sound,

leaving the rest of you as a thought,

A flickering memory

in the minds and hearts of those

for whom death has chosen a different day.

OIO