Death Unknown.

See, that’s the problem.

When you die, you don’t realize it.

A man or woman or person comes up to you,

and they sit beside you.

They don’t say much and you wonder

Who is this?

You’re uncomfortable

(but not because it’s Death).

You don’t talk.

And then you get up and walk away,

but the world is different

(leafless trees, empty houses)

and Death is always in your line-of-sight.

See that’s the problem,

you don’t know when you die.