Saturday, September 10, 2022

Existence

thinking of all that history
just stories told sold and traded
the time before we were born
pools of selected fictions faded
into which we are birthed and swim

to not have been
to be to stand and then
to never be again

awake aware alive
this now the only time we span
then thrust into the thoughtless dark
to never be again

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