two mistresses life and death one wants what I have the other my breath
who is who? which loves me? feels like they’re above me? will it be that will judge me?
sisters, so similar they love my spirit want to hear it be near it
life listens, she speaks she does so gracefully ever patiently ever wakefully
awake lumpy one day caught, now it’s death’s say pray come what may
whispers she: “infinite potential” revelations torrential unprepared scared
alive again remain three friends for my mind, at least a bittersweet release