into pieces

inevitability
washes away
all the hopes &
dreams, it
eliminates all the
divisions between
us, it pulls us all
down to the core
meaninglessness
of which we were
mistakenly birthed,
it takes away the
value that we naïvely
put on this short
withering life, it
takes the kin, it takes
the dog, it takes the
bird, it takes the pet
fish & all the insects
that flew into the abode
during the time
served, they go to,
along with the bacteria,
the colds, the flu, the
germs of all shapes &
sizes---all this melts
down to the early
components, all
emotion & want,
all anger & pride,
everything that can
be fathomed by
the little puny pea-sized
brains that we
strut our stuff with,
looking down on
each other as if one
was better, as if
anything “made a
difference”---it all comes
back in the rotting
when we all reduce
into pieces, be it dead
in the coffin or burnt to
ash, flushing out just as
quickly as we came in,
without an “afterlife” or a
“god” to pat us on the
back, without scratch n’
sniff stickers or gold stars
for a “job well done”---
it all vanishes without the
need for
made up
reason.