Death, Anecdotal

This will be my fourteenth poem

now that's a cause for celebration

suddenly my esteemed colleagues, lovers and fans sprung from their undisclosed locations with a jubilant unanimous hooray as confetti exploded in all directions, the combination of all startling and expiring me on the spot.

Shortly after, the paramedics spoke with the party; "if the party favors didn't do it, his blood alcohol content would have sooner or later."

What a sobering thought

but now I'm through watching the culmination of this untimely anthology

NOW

its is time for me to transition into the realm of ambiguity where I am to do battle once and for all with decisive demons

and so

death is just another part of life and we already know that from the womb to the tomb

we all just deal with it differently

what I ought to do

what I did

all part of the plan

it all went south

somewhere

somehow

that's why I'm here being pursued by the dogs of hell

they picked up my scent long ago

and its taken them that long for them to get here

I don't run

I don't hide

I just am.

That was the moment when Satan and I shook hands

not willingly

but because he had lost

and now I have earned the right to climb my way back to heaven

After all that, will I even be welcomed back with open arms?

Too early to tell

too late to question

us, the angels and the demons

one and the same

the least we can do is find common ground

both have wings capable of reaching great heights

and so we are capable of being at the same place at the same time

we only differ in name and circumstance

after this reflection

all that's left in my eyes is the blinding white light

it envelopes me

and then I see the face of time

telling me that all there is left to do

is

blink.