Die Now

I hope I don’t die

now

that I have finally got my shit together

after having to consider another ten or fifteen years

of living through this aging slog.

I never saw it coming until

now 

that I have outlived

my self-determined life expectancy,

and I figure I’d better get well

before I get ill.

I had been fit enough for a quick end,

but my maintenance schedule was not built to last. 

But now that the road is apparently longer, 

I have to get stronger.

Still,

before I get ill.