There’s a spiraling stillness about un-life
Expiration is not a single event
It is a combined, fluid motion that creeps slowly into the folds between life and death.
Un-life is so quiet and surreptitious that when it finally comes time to enter or exit this plane,
It is both expected and sudden.
Un-life’s careful crow’s feet have slithered up behind the dead dog in Cypress Creek and filled its
Lungs with water and tied a rock to its tail.
The dog was yanked unceremoniously into life
Forever in tow of mother and leash
Until finally being released into the warm embrace of un-life.
Returning once again to the All-Mother.
Returning once again to float, softside-up
In Cypress Creek.