as real as when it is staring you in the face
its hollow eyes piercing all your paradigms
its vapid mouth breathing stench in your nostrils and
you can't even speak
its shrill scream piercing the night and
making the very hairs of your body stand straight
death is a monster that consumes
the jock
the joker
the mom
the dad
the best friend
the prom queen
the CEO
it tickles your ears in the symphony of this life
it entices you, tells you its more beautiful than what you think
but the reality of it all is that
death is nothing more than our eventual fate.
we are not invincible.
we are never invincible.
