Death in the Brew City

they tell me that
"Milwaukee will always be there"
and i know that it will be

what causes me worry is knowing that I won't be
that my bones can only travel so far
and so long before they become dust

my only hope is that when the heart has had enough
when the lungs are ready to take their last breath
and when the eyes are taking one last look
that they are peering over Lake Michigan
with the wings of the Calatrava at my back
spanned open to fly me to rest