So this was death.
Ralph had been dying a long time.
He supposed everyone was.
His long time
just happened
to be faster
than most.
Failing organs.
Nutrition and exercise did help,
but this was it.
This was the moment …
And like that, the symphony played.
The hospital room
bled and dissolved like water colors.
All the pain,
even the things
that he wouldn’t have said hurt,
ceased.
He’d always been scared of dying.
But the artist in him leaned back
to enjoy the once-in-a-lifetime show.
