When all of the tears have all but been cried. No matter how much, no matter how hard you try, The only thing to do is say farewell. He was deeply loved, and will be greatly missed. Perhaps the best anyone could ever hope to have. I can not resist him, and I let him be my poem.
Cat eyes look forward.
Gurgled sigh seeps from throat. Steel table glistens. Other hand inserts needle. Head turns up. No more sigh.