Done is Arbitrary

Still finishing 

Am I suppose to be done? 

A certain death 

An ode to camouflage 

I am not done 

Death will decide for me

Otherwise, 

I will be here until time ceases 

Another word for 

Finished? 

Metamorphose my structure

Despite or maybe Because of 

death I will 

Continue as a willow 

Tree beneath whom you 

Will sit where the sun 

Through hanging garlands 

Of leaves will pierce to 

Caress your cheek

While you consider that my end

Was only my most 

Magnificent transformation 

So I’m still finishing 

as long as 

my roots braid the earth