a tribute

contemplating life.

at the end of one.

the search for.meaning

begins again.

lets see when

the mission is aborted this time.

for now.

this is the only tribute

i can give to you.

thank you.

i know not

if it was a life well lived.

or fully.

but in its mortal moment

it made me pause.

even if fleetingly.

like lives seldom do.

it made me reach in

turn myself inside out

even as wolves waited.

it made me realize

i am as much carcass

even though i breathe.

in your bodily stillness

in the loss.of your loved one

i have gained

my reason

to ebb the flow of.life.

thank you

for telling me

its not worth it.