Waiting For The Firing Squad

I had a very nice coffee this morning

with cigarettes as I usually do.

Numb to what might come next,

I’ve thought it all through.

A reprieve is in the works, will it

get here in time?

Waiting for the execution has never 

been part of my plan.

Still, the time I have is glorious,

more so because I know my time is short.

I wonder what the last thing I will see

will be; a bird, a flower, a cloud?

Whatever it is I will take with me;

a message from Garcia I’ve acted on

from then until now.