Death is out. It's dead. The kids
won't have it. Not a lived-in
experience. Been around too long
and for what. Denials
and depression. Wearables
show it's all wrong. Too zero sum.
Modern life's witch trials.
We break off from self-recitals.
Not living, partial living.
we're the debris from one
big bang. When all worlds
were flat, and bread and wine
were body and blood, heaven
and earth hymned in harmony.
Sink into this black mud.
I've never said this out loud
before but there's a deep fear
you'll bind my jaw. There's no time
and too much time. Every solution
precedes the problem. There is no
dark matter. It just fits. There is no
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