How to think about Death

By the ocean, violet hour
sky swallows the sun
leaves a trembling darkness
a patient anxiety-
stand, soak in

Watch the horizon submit
callously, in love
with a moody mirage

unashamed, the division dissolves
consummating, a lilac sky
a dipping shoreline and
the rhapsodic waves
lapping at your feet-
marvel, behold

Bequeath harrowing sorrows
slip them inside graves
vanishing footprints on sand
immersed or suspended
this bent life-
dangling by the crook
aching for a release
Rest, let go

Step into the water, walk

on liquid tightropes, bewitched

by a serenading sunset blue

a sensory assault, forgiving

all the sickness growing

out of your bones, heavy

stones or organs(i do not know)

half of you is now the sea

of salt, marine and gold

Then admire
the taunting hour

an agile ensemble, quacking

land and sky into a blended dark

accomplice to my death wish

of romantic sublime endings

is this sight, by the ocean

on a balmy January night

and all I feel is

the hands of grace, blessing

every crack on my human

heart is secured

I am alive

I am here