Louise Glck, From Timor Mortis, Poems 1962-2012

Louise Glück, from “Timor Mortis”, Poems 1962-2012

“I don’t think there’s such a thing as a permanent fate. You’re right, they didn’t choose this life. But what if instead of fighting against that life, you use it to your advantage in helping them. Don't adapt to it, make it adapt to you. Use it to help others

“There’s always a place to go, you just don’t know what it is yet.”

“You know, Stormtroopers, they’re just… people. They don’t deserve to have to fight this war just because they were given to the Order, or taken by force, even. They deserve to be able to have lives of their own, like anyone does.”

“I chose this, though. I don’t have anywhere else to go, now. I’m stuck for life.”

“Honestly, that’s a first for me. I’ve never of it. Is it any good?”

“I love Life Day. Problem is, Life Day doesn’t love me. Ever heard of ‘A Life Day Carol’? Well, people always send me vids of it on the holonet. Every year. Don’t know why. Guess they think I’m some kind of scrooge.”

“Listen, I’m fine. Really, I am. For all we know, Wade’s gonna come in anytime and give me the thumbs that everything’s fine.”

She tries to wave it off by assuring this. Despite the fact, she’s in a hospital and there’s an IV connecting in her right arm instead of her lacking left. She was feeling awful with it starting recently.

“So you can stop--ACHOO! Worrying about me...”

“Shit.”

“I’d be grateful if you did. It’s bound to happen whether it’ll be years or tomorrow from now. So what better way to learn now rather than later?”

“I appreciate his words, but I think you and I both know it will take more than words to keep me out of the harm that you and your stormtroopers will have to face. Or in fact everybody in this ship.”

It would be nice to learn a new way to fight. All she’d been used to using were her teeth and talons, the same ones covered, so as to prevent the scratching the smooth reflective floors that cover this ship.

“First time for everything,” She calmly affirmed as she clanked her drink against his. She anticipates this to be one of the many firsts. She didn’t take a sip out of her drink immediately, part of her still unsure after all these years. But only after a couple minutes of settling in and becoming accustomed did she slowly take her time with the drink.

“I’m retiring from my position in MI5, these past few years have only been devoted to trying to reacclimate to civilian life. So I got a job as a coroner, and maybe one day I’ll move back to Seattle in the states. It’s where I was born,” She answered tracing the rim of the drink with her tattooed hand. She wondered if he’ll ever catch onto the hint that she’s immortal, even though she will not be for any longer. He’s older now, and this is something he can know now.

“I think you’re probably the only kid I tried helping” after you, I got involved in berlin in between the west and the east,” “There was a family in the east--with two girls and a baby,  I smuggled them out but I never heard from them again, so I guess it means I did something right

“But that’s all for me for now, what’s the little monster grown into since I was gone? Or should I say big monster?”

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