All I Need

The days in which I’m met with burden

in dreaming

in reaching

in swallowing between the breaths

Those days

are never accented

by detriment to those

I’ve grown to adore

Neither loss in substance

given or earned

nor loss in virtue

inherent or learned

For all one needs

to shatter me

dismantle me

is a stolen sense of will

I can do anything

be anything

but first I must do

and first I must be

Euthanasia

Postmortem

and yet

I wake from my slumber

Underworld

Captive

and yet

I die only of boredom

Tranquilized

Spirits

and yet

I am the snarl of the beast

Worlds

Apart

and yet

I build the bridge between

I can do anything

be anything

but first I must do

and first I must be

And without the will to die

I can do neither of the three

-J.S.S