As I Fail

Sitting alone

In a wine shop

A glass of Bordeaux in hand

A soft couch at my back

The trip to the doctor behind me

Palliative care ahead

A lifetime fills my eyes with tears

Then a morning embrace

Emphasized by time

And so little of it

The feelings are palpable

Squishy and rock hard

And everything in between

To see a life reduced

By pound

And by eloquence

And yet still so powerful

It hurts

Each day as it comes

Shimmying between

The responsibilities of life

Why can’t I fix this

I know I can’t fix this

I don’t even want to

Just to have more moments

Where memory

Steps in to soften

The edge of the river

As it rushes

To its end