Because I Could Not Stop for Death

Because I could not stop for Death--

I used Technology

The Centrifuge held just Myself

And Immortality

My Chromosomes--They knew no haste

I sought Apotheosis

My Hopes and dreams and birthdays too

In flight from Apoptosis

I lived past Prime, past mem'ries made

In science co-dependency--

I lived past my time and health--

And life expectancy--

Or rather--Life passed me--

My Spin was never Spun--

My component parts all separate--

Never to rejoin One--

I dreamt centifugal round and round

My Core forbidden fruit

Frozen fast and vitally paused

A hair's breadth from absolute

Since then – ’tis Centuries – and yet

Feels shorter than longevity

The funds ran out to underwrite

My cryo'ternity –