to Don Costa
My uncle collapsed dead from a heart attack
alone in a pharmacy
while getting his prescription
A heart attack so massive,
that an hour of resuscitation
could not reunite his soul
with his extinguished body.
I am left to wonder
what his last moments were like,
hoping that, as his heart was about to cease,
he considered himself a happy man,
Waking up in the wind chilled morning,
stared at the sunrise
unaware that it would be over,
kissed his wife
before stepping through the front door
to begin his walk toward oblivion,
took one last glance at her
saying, “I’ll be home soon.”
