shovel grief over top my eyes
            waterboarding my heart so it feels nothing
         grasp the straws of courage and try to understand
                the circle of life is real
                           it is science
                       and my heart never remembers those solid facts

               a higher power, I wish I could observe from
          perhaps the second tier down
                   I just don’t want to wait in angst
                 for an end that is not mine
                                 and though we all have a story to tell
                            what happens when we lose our bookmarkers?

                        science is real
                           and the facts will never change
                     the earth still turns
                                   but so does my heart.