Who Knows

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I am writing this poem to tell


I am dying,

In the same sense that


Is dying,

Who knows

When it could happen,

It could happen anytime,


May come

And shoot me from this very chair,

So I take this opportunity to tell


I care,

I promise I do.

2 Responses

  1. steve white says:

    absolutely love it –
    don’t know why but it reminded me of ‘Fight Club’ – that sense of ‘this is your life and its ending one minute at a time’ – but its not negative – it has a real sense of dignity and of ‘carpe diem.’
    Actually it is extremely resonant with a lot of the themes in ‘Fight Club’ – like when the narrator says to Marla “I know we’re all dying in the Sylvia Plath, Tibetan Philosophy sense of the word” – and that’s exactly what this poem is about – realising the truth in that but not in a frightened or bitter way but in a sense that is resigned but resolute; Again, as the narrator says “Marla’s philosophy of life is that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn’t.” This poem is all about awareness – when we accept what we are going to lose, we begin to understand what we already have – I love it. (Sorry to talk so much about Fight Club – its just the two seemed strongly linked in my mind.)

  2. sam hennig says:

    Thank you Steve, It is always nice to receive a comment, but especially one like that.
    I completely agree with your points, but must admit that i had not seen the link with Fight Club. However i think that is a very interesting point and one that makes a lot of sense, i love Fight Club and after reading your comment would not be surprised if it had in fact had a subliminal influence on this poem.

    Much thanks again,