Versus: Death

Being unafraid of death doesn’t save you from it.

“They’re Already Dead”

The night sky bore down, from far above a canopy that already stretched high and away, beyond them and their inane conversations, lives.

But why? Why now? Why here? Why? God? Death? Anyone? Is there anyone out there?

~ You could leave life right now.

A heart beat its last.

Death is not the real loss.