Day 9: Last Breath

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Before my last breath puffs me across the threshold;

Before corporeal beauty decompose’

Before I shut my eyes in death

After I’ve spun my last thread.

Before I breach the bounds of my earthly days;

Before I finish my race.

Before mortality is swallowed up by immortality;

Before I taste the first day of eternity.

Before my veins collapse

And my sleep outlasts

My waking indefinitely.

Before my soul traverses infinitely.

Before I see God as a tried and true specimen.

Before Kingdom Come, before the epitaph of sentiment.

Before this flesh is six feet deep

In that place where honey is no longer sweet.

Before the point of no retreat

Where I no longer deserve the pleasure of wit

To survive on this impermanent terrain.

Before I’m MIA from earth’s surface.

Before my last breath,

I’m gonna breach the breadth of creativity’s depth.

Akpan