IKR

No need to crave what you can’t escape.
Death chases life until life
Catches it. Enough. Shut up

About dying already.
You’ll do it. You’ll get it done.
And only survivors wish

Loved ones had done better jobs
With their lives or their sad ends.
No one ever saved a life

Except as tales about it.
Now, what shall we do today?
Watch three dozen wild turkeys

Wander through scrub oaks in snow?
Read you some atrocious poems
Someone has tried to translate

From Petronius without
Spoiling all the ancient jokes?
Let’s just sit a spell. Life, right?