You’re Still in Life

There’s no cure for that.
Oh, you thought so, once.
Thought you could get out.
Life has to end, right?
No. Life does not end,

Has not yet, not here
On this rock, no thoughts
More than thoughts it must.
Could go on you know.
Could, and it just might.

As for you, you’ll end,
But you won’t leave life.
You know you as you
Live, and can’t be you
If not you in life.

Sam might have been wrong.
There might be a cure
For Earth. Not for you,
No, not in your life,
But life, who knows, might

Just leave and zoom off
Find more rocks to make
Sick with greens and blues,
Rich with want and waste,
Grand and fine to see.