two. 2. lost over 2. months. cancer. slow fast deaths. broken. lost fur. broken. i am. 92. years gone by. how the world has changed. slow painful deaths everywhere. tired. sleep. is this all it is? get lost in pink floyd’s animals as you meow. cold. free fluid. i have no tears left. no more. i’m done. passed the corner. crossed the street. drunk on rose and sugar. i want to stop. just like the last time. when I thought of subway trains or driving off the BQE. she’s all alone, lost both brothers to 2021. deep breaths will quiet the soul but only for so long.
This portion of the sky is not enough to praise.