I am waiting
for the Fall
and for Summer to meet it’s bitter end
here at the end of the world.
The roaring in her ears finally stopped
she could hear music, her favorite
she heard Mozart.
The constant jostling and pulling and stretching stopped too
she didn’t have to run she could rest right where she was
at last she could take a deep breath and savor it.
Now she could smell the flowers, she could close her eyes
she could smile
she was and will always be
The Beautiful Cadaver.
RDP Monday: SERENE