obligation

i have not the

luxury

to dream of

death

that final phase that

bolstered breath

that moment when it

all has left

but i've left now

i'm broken

i cannot dream of 

sweet escape

of wretched wrench

or

sweetened scrape

i cannot feed that

fettered snake

of moment gone

to break

pity me not

i am so great

among the greats I've

sealed my fate

i have not loss

or lust of slate

for i have gone

unspoken

would i be just once alone

alone with what I

might have known

for when it's gone

and when I've grown

far past the

thoughts i

owned

i tried to plant a sickened tree

but bore its fruits

and bore its fee

and now for now I try to see

all that

that could not

be