the last one to leave

if you

knew that your demise

was tomorrow.

what would you change,

or do.

would you be kinder,

more patient,

eat all the sweet things

in the house,

book a flight to Paris,

or say at last

all the things you've

stored

and kept inside your

mouth?

or would you just

quietly lie down,

and whisper. i'm good.

the last one to leave,

please, let the dog in

and put the cat out.