Tuesday 11 March 2014

I'm going to stay.

I'm going to stay until there's nothing left
I'm going to stay until my bones and home are ash and dust
I'm going to stay until the stars burn out one by one
I'm going to stay until the sky falls down.
I'm going to stay until the sun dies and the earth is barren and lifeless
I'm going to stay until every living thing, every ghost and memory and echo of a human being is forgotten, washed away.
I'm going to stay until our continents crash together and collide over the ocean we cursed a thousand times, and I'm going to stand on the edge and wait for you.

I'm going to stay until my skin is old and wrinkled and soft, eyelids closing, breath shallow, and I will keep holding on.
I'm going to stay beyond the frame of space and time, beyond where and when and who and why until my identity blurs into the universe, into the galaxies, and still I'm going to stay.
I'm going to stay until the end of days, and after that?
I'm going to stay.