How often had she breathed her last,
only to discover it was not her last breath at all?
Was it to be the penultimate one then?
Or even the antepenultimate breath?
Or worse, to find out it’s to be
the ultimate breath all right,
but in an infinite series of breaths,
for breathing never stops now, does it?
You just change places,
switch up to some higher breath,
something to sing, or maybe just to listen to,
tap your feet, give birth to—
Ah, yes, the ultimate breath
you take is in bed, isn’t it? And you’ve
been counting it all wrong—
3, 2, 1 does not end in death.
No, not at all.