you will lose me
in the everglades
i navigate, i do
her last words
my last words
any person
will tell
You
and
here
i shrug
my skin
clear off
most days
when it’s hot
i need nothing
just your breath
and before i pad off
i have something to say
you think you know me, don’t you?
disastress 
“and before i pad off
i have something to say
you think you know me, don’t you?”
You are such a fantastic poet; your endings are always the best! I like the idea of this being spoken to “the universe”—the energy that controls everything, sets it all in motion, “knows” every little thing. And here you are, saying, “Ha. You think you know me? I’ll show you.” 😉
hehehe. thank you, my love.