Friday, November 25, 2011


It starts slowly
creeping up the back of my neck
until it's whispering in my ear

we are all riding an escalator
up up up
and at the top just darkness
or a guillotine
or a firing squad
whichever end you may find yourself choosing
but it's inevitable

you hit terminal velocity the day you were born

and it's somewhat unfair
because you didn't choose this for yourself
which begs the question

if given the choice
would you choose existing
knowing full well
that someday you would blink
back out of existence once again?

Godspeed and have a good death.

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