Sonnet #100

Because I could not stop for life, it stopped
for me. Wait in doctor’s offices for doctors,
nurses, fees. The body breaks, the will flopped
Life, the way I knew it, warped all projectors
Broke every wheel, changed the way I thought
I ought to feel about what I knew was real
So, life will stop. It will always stop.
All the things we think we must congeals
Into a list of tasks we never finish
The river of time bends, the boat we ride
Strikes rocks where all the rushing fish
Leap over, and we have to wait for tide
Or gather friends and heft the hull across
It’s slow, and tedious, but life stops — life stops.

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