Time's Up, Folks!

I fear death
The way I fear the end of a song
Like I fear my favorite part being gone in an instant
A moment I can never get back
A note I experience only for a blip

I fear death the same way we fear graduating
Like we fear moving boxes
Like we fear forgetting the parts of this neighborhood 
our blood stains, our tears stain

I fear death the way she fears he'll stop loving her
The same way she fears the day he looks over 
And realizes that his heart is still when he thinks of her
That his poems for her are relics and their bed is a museum

Time tumbles, hurtles towards us
and I fear death like I fear fate, like I fear God

I know I'll someday turn to ash
And it's just a matter of
Ticks of clocks
Ends of songs
Leaving old places
Meeting new faces
And I fear it
I fear beginnings and I fear middles because I fear ends