hopeless into the helpless sea
one leaps one night
will a drop be missed
if the soul forgets it too exists
startled to find flesh and bones
merely a fashionable garment
discarded on the shore next day
useless to try to get away
and yes death is the problem
but more death is not the way
how we are killing one another
and ourselves because we make
a religion of the body believing
it’s all over when it ends
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