into pieces

inevitability

washes away

all the hopes &

dreams, it

eliminates all the

divisions between

us, it pulls us all

down to the core

meaninglessness

of which we were

mistakenly birthed,

it takes away the

value that we naïvely

put on this short

withering life, it

takes the kin, it takes

the dog, it takes the

bird, it takes the pet

fish & all the insects

that flew into the abode

during the time

served, they go to,

along with the bacteria,

the colds, the flu, the

germs of all shapes &

sizes---all this melts

down to the early

components, all

emotion & want,

all anger & pride,

everything that can

be fathomed by

the little puny pea-sized

brains that we

strut our stuff with,

looking down on

each other as if one

was better, as if

anything “made a

difference”---it all comes

back in the rotting

when we all reduce

into pieces, be it dead

in the coffin or burnt to

ash, flushing out just as

quickly as we came in,

without an “afterlife” or a

“god” to pat us on the

back, without scratch n’

sniff stickers or gold stars

for a “job well done”---

it all vanishes without the

need for

made up

reason.