Face To Face With Life

Around the corner from where I live alone, in an unfurnished studio apartment, there’s a shabby restaurant where I often sit nursing a cup of coffee. I asked Life one day, “Why me?” Sitting across from her and looking directly into her eyes, “Why did you come to be with me? I never wanted this. Now I’m distraught, You have given me nothing but heart-ache and pain, broken dreams and empty promises.” “I was a contented spirit, Roaming the realms of the heavens immortal and eternal; But now, thanks to you, I am besieged with mortal maladies and haunted by your old nemesis, death!” ~Contest: Chapter 1 Poetry Narrative ~Sponsor: Matt Caliri.