Finally,

Things have gotten better,

I can stand alone,

Without you I can face the weather.

There is stuff left

The Final Words

I look up words in the dictionary
to remind me where I am going
and, where I have been
I look up words to associate

Last words
Close a book

The twist
Of death
Speaks

On all of us

Crying out birth
Into an eternal soul

You can sing
And play

In the

The Run-on sentence Of the Century

Words that wither away once uttered as if speaking them was budding but fades altogether

You'd never think

Oh, joyous happy day

He stood to make a toast

Then fell, and there he lay