When the tick is tocking

and time calls louder

and I have to choose

this path

that desire

so I ask myself

'what is it that I truly want

from this life?'

I have wanted for so much, and yet so little...

Knowing, I invoke gratitude

for kind hearts

strong hands

cool heads

my own saints and saviours

in the pit stops of my travels.

I yearn for warm bones -

a deep knowing

of full bellied satisfaction.

Standing toe to toe with death

as she beckons me forward

I want for nothing that I have not had

nor not seen.

Except...

to remember what I am seeking:

to live life like I matter,

and to be at peace in my own skin.