26 degrees

we go there & every time

the heating is on summer winter

at 26 degrees as I sit sweltering

taking off layer after layer

she comes to mine

& needs a jumper cardigan something warm

complains you always have the windows open

& I don’t tell her

the why her being much older

death is closer to her than me now

but I will tell you

I’ve felt the reaper close by

the warm there in hospitals where people die

I was wishing one fella to please just go

around 3 in the a.m. crash crew keeping him going

over & over they resuscitated him

until round 5 he slipped away

while I lay the next bed over

ill’est I’d ever been

wondering if my turn was to come

wanting a window fresh air to blow

make it uncomfortable for the reaper to stay

hovering at 26 degrees

the waiting

something there

always

the waiting

for the sun to go round the earth

(& not waiting on flat earth evidence)

for her to make up her mind

him to make his move

me to shit or get off the pot

about the important stuff

waiting for opening time

knowing closing comes too soon

results in the post

decisions based on criteria

not anybody’s life

& all this

plus more

knowing the reaper sits

skeletal grip on the chopper

laughing at how we all

waste our time

doing the things

that waste our hours

days