Life and Death (an Interlude)

You played this game of do or lose,
and lost the game of living to a pale man called Death-but the rooms found out and the white face of the clock found out and stopped time just for you. A year moved forward (went back) and you are still a young man trying to find out the

meaning of Life, which is as dim as
classical music is to your deaf ears. Sometimes Death is as
close as vivid is to the red eye, and you just want to cry,

but Death leaves you laying there,
bleeding on the doorstep (strawberry red jam shoots out of your ears).
Then you live once more-you are resurrected, let’s say-but the living is
only half-living,
and the Death is only half-death. This game of Life and
Death-of "do" or lose
is a party to get your young mind to sleep in bed with
Eternity: Eternity as dark as birth,
as dark as a majestic mountain peak against a purple
night sky, as dark as her own black
Father cursing in his shallow grave.