I'm tired of everything dying
The grass
The sequoias
Easter Island
Never rising again
It is nearly midnight when she takes
Her last rattled breath
As if she needed to finish one more day
Well

Cancer is formidable
As a diagnosis
An opponent
A death
I held her statuesque bones in a hospital bed for all of February
For March, like a Lion.
her dying body carrying a larger than life voice and toobigtoobigtooloudtoomuch
Laughter
Even as the marrow is replaced
With nothingness
I learn of my grandmother's sickness on the same day I learn that Jenn dies

See fires have raged and
What is Unfair has already happened
And even redwoods uproot and turn over in the hundred year storms that come faster, now
Her voice got toosmalltoodistant
Her breathing tooshallowtoorattled
A battle cry

I'm tired of everything dying
Cattle and vegans alike
The whole planet is aged and eaten
And eating