When Indeed

 
I must not let the mere thought of death 
steer me from living 
when, indeed I greet the earthly worms 
I’d like to think my time here  
was worth every moment
successful in being me
whether I chose to be a drunk 
or a prostitute an artist or a poet 
or simply a good person who just loved, love 
when I am gone
and on the underside 
of the wild roses
I will never know
because… 
my finale will simply be left
with those I leave behind.