We celebrate distance as a summit -
release potential embrace  
for a future moment to create  
Letting go of anxiety, absence
envelopes Us, our fetal dreams  
gestating,  fluidly forming;  
the curvature of their spines  
unfurling in gelatinous forests
of vesseled bone and pulp  
Calcifiying cartilage into stems
they extend the furrowed depth -
their pods now fodder for earth
From ashes to ashes, dust to dust
we depart to return, alternating choice
until our roots are terra firma
Yesterday we turned too-soon left
today, too-late right . . .
tomorrow, dead-straight ahead  
toward millenniums of Love and Life;
Sometimes it isn't wrong to ask Death
to kindly stop for tea and scones;
Shall you have one lump or two?
It gifts its sickle as a walking stick:  
a means to reach that mountaintop  

Author's Note
No 2 - Case's NoFap 30 Day Poetry Challenge
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