On the Prospect of Dying in December not the end of the year but maybe the end of your life & you don’t know if you should buy another calendar you didn’t buy the one you have now given away by the local bank curling at the bottom after an already brutal summer you think about the winter of 1996 just before your grandfather closed his eyes one last time while smiling knowing the battle was almost over thinking about when you sold calendars over the holidays for the local bookstore mostly of swimsuit models who are grandmothers now & kittens that are long dead & butterflies that have flown away & you wonder how long it will be for you on an unusually cool august morning waiting for your ride it won’t be long now.
About the Author: John Dorsey is the former poet laureate of Belle, Missouri and the author of Pocatello Wildflower. He may be reached at archerevans@yahoo.com.
Image Credit: Harris & Ewing “Washington Snow Scenes” (1924) Public domain image courtesy of the Library of Congress
As It Ought To Be 