I saw my own death die, amidst dismal cancers of every sort.
I saw diabetic eyes squashed, unspeakable crimes, invisible perpetrators,
I saw convenience store holdups, trash polluted hospital deaths 'midst plastic tubing, poison needles.
existence spiraling, crushing inward, a rubble crush reduced to nothing.
A buoyant youth stayed behind, laughing, praying, was that me?
The kit fox man with wings flickered for a second,
blurred, in his faded star fleet uniform, and brown sweater.
His image, an electronic illusion, was from another time?
The goggle eyed bully with candyman fingers loomed.
Into grinding wheels of yellow and indigo ink he took everything,
the atomic casino boss who never lost.
His fractal mass bled blue and yellow rings of oil into a starless night.
I laid by the wall feeling her heart only inches from mine.