life is
n't waiting, but
i'mpatient. i'm
here, merely
this
fleshen bone, skinned
with sunshine, thinned
out by the wind.
there.
where i wait. i'mpatient.
or resigned, skied by rain
clouds of color
aloof.
my vision. of
an afterlife. after
life begins, or
ends (which way am i
going?), things look
up. down here. i
find peace. or pieces. but
joy?
it is in
describable. subtlety. it is
all that remains. to be
seen. to be believed.
i believe
nothing.
feel everything (this joy
of painful living).
of this i am certain.
nobody survives
life.
such as it is.
killing us like this.
softly and with
sweet surrender.
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