Cell cycle checkpoint lost its edge, a battery of tests to know I'm dead.

One day is taken to contemplate

A phone call is made, a text is sent an email or two circulates.

Everyone comes to hold my hand

To

Say goodbye and dance with the band. We laugh, we live we drink we laugh we live we drink.

I listen.

I breath in.

My center centers.

Everyone has left I head to my stash,Roll up some comfort and light a match.

I judge

I breath in

My center solidifies

Words of wisdom I have none

Life is personal and true

What worked for me won't work for you.

Regrets are futile and a waste of time.

I refuse to spend what I have left thinking about my worst and my best.

Just a day left.

I breath in

My center shakes.

My hand is held

I feel the touch of those who love me

I breath in

My center....