And Such Is Fate

red haze along the horizon
and the purple of twilight
tinges my face a deathlike hue
as i sit on the porch
and the irises sway
in the gentle evening breeze
but i pay them no heed
my gaze is fixed
one might say fixated
on my wrists
held before me
eyes tracing the diagonals
of rebuilt flesh
not so gentle reminders
of where i come from
and where i am going to
eventually
squirrels chatter
as the dog runs manically
tree to tree in hopes
of catching one unawares
but still my gaze is held
how long has it been?
an eternity it would seem
since the life bearing fluid
poured from these openings
ten years, ten thousand
a million lifetimes and more
yet here they remain
to remind me of that which was
that which is, and that which
will someday be
and such is fate