my mother came to my bedroom, parted the curtains at first light
i turned away under covers, shouted invectives
GOOD GOD WHY
she said: my son, you know why
she said: my son, you know why
she said: my son, the dust also awaits us
any day could be the day you die
and i just thought, well ain’t that something morbid?
to go each day, expecting it all ending
but went along
i went along
my father took to the study, guzzled his coffee as he aged
i saw him sleep in the parlor
work every hour in a daze
he said: my son, you know why
he said: my son, you know why
he said: my son, the dust also awaits us
any day could be the day you die
i left for school
traversed a lonely ocean
i watched my friends
i monitored their motions
i came of age
i asked the aged and wealthy
they couldn’t tell me where you’d gone
i held the bars of the manor
hoping to get some sense of home
and said: good god, I know why
I said: good god, I know why
I said: good god, the dust also awaits us
any day could be the day we die
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