For as Little as Five Dollars a Month

The soon to be carcass
The head hung heavy and light
Tiny shoulders, fingers, toes
The shortening of breath
A headache so mild
Weight profound
The fear making throat cold
Paralysis
Giving up the ghost
To look upon in waking life
The extreme disgust
The extreme shock
The extreme pity
The merging
The slow
The stillness
Looks upon with all compassion
Looks upon with complete detachment
Quiet
And then soaring and diving and twisting
And coming to be
And awareness
And beauty and exuberance
Eternal bliss to a whole new reality
Decrepit and weak
And gone again

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