end of an era

ominous jangle
damned phone
don't answer it !
it will ring out
....eventually !

felt quite content
needing to rest
don't answer it !
oh well okay then

hello who is it ?
aah jeez my heart
the call before
the final goodbye

i knew it was coming
i am not prepared
how does one
do that for this ?

i am falling
too fast
too far
too long

please let there be a bottom
to this eternal descent

it's not dark
nor is it light
not even grey
but a lifeless
colorless shade of
worse than nothing

why is not the question
....never was !

but how long ?

til i meet that bottom
and it meets me

that infinite instant
that damned phone
that decision

the width and breadth
of all this means
is slighter than
that proverbial razor's edge
but slices cold and deep
as any razor might

the end of an era
is now at hand

i have become the formality
the file will close on me

an imaginary line
will now divide
the reality of
thee and me

defined by official words
scrawled upon some lifeless page
enclosed within a cardboard folder
placed in alphabetical order of course
buried deep within some aluminum graveyard

filed under "for further reference" only

the end of an era
is now at hand

the file will close on me