It's a relief
to be floating in a warm pool
of certainty of eternity.
Eternity...it looks all fluffy and baby pink and blue
like translucent cotton candy.
Letting go of the self-expectations of becoming the uberman,
or even a glorious rocker
Melts the jacks of self into a pool of mercury.
There will be time for
love, fame, art, invention, brilliance;
the ever illusive blowjob...
and the severity of
drinking too much and falling down the stairs,
or getting my arm cut off at the elbow,
or having a stroke and becoming locked-in.
That mysterious gateway that comes at the end of life
will be there forever.
and when the time comes to step through it,
I will be annihilated.
