The Undiscovered Country.

Months since that stillborn morning
when they pulled me ashen from your arms.  
I did not ask to be delivered
from the endless evening to the dawn.

In truth, I asked for nothing,
beckoning across the Acheron.
Still, there was no promise in your eyes
that nothing was the only thing in store.  

So I wait confirmation
to reach me from that eidolic shore.
Honor my body like a temple, while
the devil resides in the details.