musings on a may,midway

when you wake up in the morning, do you wonder if you are going to see the end of the day?

a lot of people have , in song thought writing and poetry often thought - "what if today was the last day of my life ?"

in this era of speed-dating and speed-employment and just plain speed .... i propose to take it a bit further. what if this is the last minute of your life ?

what would you do in this last 60 seconds that would make it the final bookend in this long bookcase?

i think of eliminating all that i wouldnt do.

• hug my parents - its too trite and formulaic , i've been doing it a lot throughout my life


• write a letter - dont know if that is going to make it through whatever wipes me out


• write an email - would anyone care to answer ?


• write a poem - it could be a bad one - who'd want to go out with bad type?


• run around like crazy - i havent done it all my life (last 12 years anyway) and why would i run around since im not supposed to know im going to end 45 seconds later?

what i'd probably do is - what i've been doing so long that its been sort of like second nature to me,

nothing!

after all i came FROM nothing and im about to BECOME nothing ... so why bother?