shovel grief over top my eyes
waterboarding my heart so it feels nothing
grasp the straws of courage and try to understand
the circle of life is real
it is science
and my heart never remembers those solid facts
a higher power, I wish I could observe from
perhaps the second tier down
I just don’t want to wait in angst
for an end that is not mine
and though we all have a story to tell
what happens when we lose our bookmarkers?
science is real
and the facts will never change
the earth still turns
but so does my heart.