Death one way (part 1)

How far away is death? So near.

Death is the stopping of the heart, the ceasing of the brain. 

The stillness of the fluids and the blood. 

Death is the erasure of all the memories – all the people, places, feelings, tastes, sounds and touches. 

Death cold stops all of it. 

Never to be found again.

No belief possibly resurrected from the abyss.

The death is no sleep. It’s the sleep of sleep and dreams.

The rest of all the switches off. Synapses and fibers of being decommissioned forever.

Infinite nothingness like before. Death is as near as your birth.

An after-fire smoke un-smelled.