We die a little bit
Each day and each night
As we live every minute
Gleeful or glum under the light.

We die in our sleep
And rise again if we’re lucky
And blessed. This is deep
Few people are truly canny or savvy.

Believe not in all the glitters
When it’s time to go or to depart
Gravity behaves like deadly creatures.

We die every day and every night
A little mum or sharp under the weight
As darkness exists deep in the heart.

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Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.