After the End of Time

What else will i have to do

when bodily life is through?

I will lay down my burden

so death can get a word in.

Words have been chubby with me

but no longer want to be.

They are less easy to rhyme

after the end of time.

Words of wisdom are gone;

only death can carry on.

I see, written on the sky,

the words which refuse to die.

Words ending with an e

keep on rhyming with me.

Walt Abbott 2-26-2012