A Song to Die To
Fearing planes, I
experience death’s
Exposition, the panicked
Knowing
This my last breath
This is my last sneeze
Last accidental grazing of a human hand
Last time trying to say “You’re fine” or “No problem” but saying “Your Problem”
Last pangs of persistent self-judgment
Last panic attack
Last song:
“Thought
I knew
What love
was;
What did I know?”