Kit Kelen #386 - I am a small potato (effort to be a good man -- thinking of Rob's black hat sardine)

I am a small potato

death is coming fast

I say this in perfect health for my age

I say 'perfect' health

but there are certain reminders

time is throttling up

aches in the bones

there are rings in the ears

you can't set aside

I am a universe expanding

though this can't last long either

it's the weariness will get me

you explode or else you fall apart

yes I'll be ash to air or sinking

remembered for what while?

for what?

then no 'I' at all

none to say long since

so of these species gone

and planets tossed, lost stars

at least I won't have wasted

my time on a war

or believing that any lie's

larger than life

I won't have gone thinking

there was a destination

(hard as that idea is to blot out)

I like to imagine

on my little patch

the trees a hundred years beyond me

and someone still snout in the books

and eyes up

ferreting poems

from out of whatever

in every place that won't be mine

I hope to have lived each day

best as can

so friends

will recognize a loss

and in their short time

spare a thought

to speak of me

this way