If I could bubble air
To hand to you while we drown
My last breath
Would be currency for your tomorrow
And I would pray
To a propitious God
That our last moments would be wistful enough
To make time pause and consider its course
Maybe in that moment we could exist
Until the sun burns out
And the universe fractals back on itself
Until time forgets it was meant,
to choke air from our faltering lungs
Given the choice between
Indefinitely living a frozen moment
And dying a little while I live each instant