Living On the Brink

Living On the BrinkIf I should die tomorrowwhere would I bethe sparrow on the back porchlooking for the crumbs that I had leftsimply moves onhis currency is himselffor living on the brink of lifeliving on the edgeis what comes naturallyto all those but us too deeplythinkingour own deaths are whatwe think we fearbut it is the death of othersdeath by subtractionthat people I think fear the most.I holdthe flickering of a flamethe ideas I can’t take with mewhat is that last momentbut one of lonelinessdid we not die the first timewe left our homesdid we not die when our childrenleft the nestdid we not die when our parentsfirst showed the effects of agewe’re living on the brink alwaysanother arrow buries in our chests.I am the sparrowcrumbs of day to day sustainmemories and laughterthe forgotten seed I buried in the springsomehow I find amongst the gathering leavesand live another dayjoy is a surpriseregret is an overrated virustaken from the airif I should lose myself to the voidthen I am where I should be at this timeand I may be on your back porch tomorrowliving as I should have lived all along.

Living On the Brink

bill bell

Everett, United States

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