Some times

I wanna’ be gone
absolutely MIA
no longer here

When it feels right
just leave the planet
for un-mind/body ventures

This may be where fear
pops up
in the minds of others

“Leave the planet?”
“Are you talking about . . .?”
“Ohhh God, I’m not goin’ there.”

We call it ‘the circle of life’.
Perennials live, die and live again
so why just applaud life?

The stagecoach careens to the cliff.
The driver hauls on the reins.
“Whoa Nellie. I don’t wanna’ die.”

It’s all part of the circle
so why do we cling to life
and ignore the inevitable other?