i’ve thought a lot about death of late
how life and lives are so finite
it’s best to leave dead things dead
to focus on living seems only right

oh we can try to resuscitate them
if there’s even a shred of life left
but i’d rather leave dead things dead
and focus on living, leave grieving bereft

what else in our lives is at a last resort?
what do i behold just this one time?
i cherish each for i know time is short
karma’s glacial pace sublime

i let it go, sanctifying the space
knowing something better will take its place
perhaps i can really let dead things be
savoring each sweet memory

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