Expire like a can of SPAM
Amusings about concerns
By Salomé SaffiriPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
This marvelous image was created by me and for me in AI. In my true fashion to take death with a light heart.
I'm suddenly so tired.
Just moments prior
I lived, I hustled.
Today has given me a reason
To think that I might perish -
Expire like a can of spam.
How suddenly I feel relieved.
Relieved from worrying about her,
Relieved from need to hustle.
Relieved from guessing
When death may come.
By knowing when - I can control it.
Is this why elders
Are peaceful in their heart about it.
Oh well..
About the Creator
Salomé Saffiri
Writing - is my purpose. I feel elated when my thoughts assume shapes, and turn into Timberwolves, running through the snowbound planes of fresh paper, leaving the black ink of their paw prints behind.
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