the longest goodbye - a shit haiku called "ereyesterday" which is an actual word

a three year plan is

bullshit when you're ready to go

the day before yesterday

it's goddamn fucking cold today in Texas

 there’s an ache

where my spine hits my skull

but just to the left

a throbbing up a tenseness down

into my shoulder my arm

along my torso it falls flitters

loose loosely away and back again

grasping thrashing

reattaching it coils

around my belly my chi

 

it’s the years months days hours

the milliseconds accumulated

piling pushing forward and through

 

always

forward

always through

exhaustion

 

where whence how

why

does the soul manifest in the flesh