Time to Die

electric finger's tantalizing
brushing skin is now surprising
my mind drifting in between
waking up or in a dream

of resurrecting, regenerating
sensing rebirth and vibrating
slipping sideways, so to speak
while rising up as I leak

memories, although long held
are disappearing as I meld
all the goodness and the love
from below and too above

into a whirlwind spinning fast
into a being to outlast
resurrection, regeneration
unseen fingers' sweet vibration

while brushing and caressing my
renewed being as I try
realizing what I'm finding
re-awaking while unwinding

my mind drifting in between
waking up and in a dream
of resurrecting, regenerating
sensing rebirth and vibrating