It’s a thought that comes unbidden in the night
That my journey through the fourth dimension
Will one day come to an abrupt end
That having reached my final destination
Death’s black empty caul will cover my eyes
And silence will coat my flesh, my bones
What will I feel on that day of certainty?
Will I plead for one more hour on earth?
Will I turn to a God I’ve never known?
I turn my face from these thoughts
Press my head to the pillow and try to forget