the earth kept spinning

a man wants to die. it changes nothing.

i heard a man say

that he wanted to die, then, 

in the absence of 

excuses or any 

manner of prevention 

that could have perhaps 

changed 

this simple fact of being. 

it came with no fanfare, and 

the heavens did not strike him down--

 his wish remained ungranted 

and changed nothing. and yet, 

it hung there, 

ominously, like 

the beginning of the end of the world. 

he said it again: that he wanted to die, and 

his heart went on beating.