Aa Harvey

A kiss goodbye

A kiss goodbye

Death is creeping, while I am sleeping.

My final year, my final tear, my final verse, there is no more.

Death is here, I am full of fear.

I have no money to pay Death’s toll, for,

I am a mere mortal mind,

Who is lost in space and lost in time.

All I possess is an endless black sigh;

A half-hearted plea for a love-life without the lie.

Fix me once more, or permanently close the door,

For I am not yet ready to venture forth, into that long goodnight;

But forward I will march into the doom,

If I have to meet another version of the truth.

With all my might, I continue.

Let me pay what they say is due.

The work is not yet finished,

So before I am diminished,

And banished from this spherical giant we wander upon;

Let me see one more sun, let me raise a son,

Let me say all my final goodbyes,

Before all is said and done.

To any truth-sayer, please say “Have a nice day.”

I need the sentiment, more than the reality,

So at least before I meet my maker today,

I can say I broke the mold,

With every intention that lived inside of me.