Mydriasis

I am the slope of a vertical line,
Undefined, or -
adding zeros until the end of time.

I promise.

If you can lose your watch,
we will be together,
forever,
as intersecting lines.

And.

When I'm no longer moving,
Do not paint me in red.
Even if it is the only color left.
Leave my canvas open,
forget all that I have said,
and embrace my void instead.

For.

One day you will join me,
not a day of sorrow,
nor one for pity.

So.

Write them subtle hints,
something for your eulogy,
something that sticks.

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