i am going to die

someday

someday far away

someday close to now

there is something i will be doing

i will be thinking

and writing

and shooting photos

this is what i do

and i do it well

for whatever reason—when i take a picture (people like it) when i write a poem (people like it)

thats something i have always been able to do—reach beyond the veil and pull something back of meaning

i can go into the tigers den and what i bring back are definitely tiger cubs

and i feel i have a duty to do this (if not only a tendency)

it is part of my salt—thats part of the value i bring to this world

this is different than what my friends do—this is something i do uniquely

and its something im going to do here—write down my thoughty-thoughts about the world

so i am going to die

someday

and i might be living in a house

i might be living in a box

but (regardless) im going to find a way to put pen to paper to bring my tiger cubs into the light

this is what i do

essentially

and nothing can take that away from me