When something reaches its peak
it begins going down the other side
of the mountain. This is known,
colloquially, as dying. The dying
process enacts decay, stasis, brittle,
and hope. These forces, acting together,
gather the necessities required to bring about
true death. The actual end of the breathing.
Metabolic procedures understand this halt.
It is a gestalt logic, a whole's tragic rend.
Misplace all the parts of speeches you like,
there is no bike to ride out of this ending.
The Bildungsroman hinges on the eventuality.
Is it a good story, though? Down the mountain
can go fast. It can also get stuck, for years,
crevassed, impassed. Watch, don't watch. None
will be wiser if you act the miser. Your guises
cannot be surprises. These negations are like
concatenations, accelerating as the spin glooms sideways
and all the glaciers melt.
Roman Ryan 