Mayfly. ..

 

Death is like a copyrighted joke

Every time we fall asleep 

We remember how the joke felt

 

Not what the joke was all about

or the joke In the bathtub with

our eyes shut relaxed we remember

how being in the womb felt

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Perhaps to be continued

but I don't know when)

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2018-11-15 at 17:27

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
this brings to mind night terrors i had as a child, of a black void. i think i was remembering the womb.

what goes around comes around, dust to dust, that is the eternal joke.

nice !
2018-11-15