What being here consists of

A varying taste of existence between two slices of the unknown 

A forced feeding of time you cannot spit out

A toilet papered story of your life for wiping eternities backside

A place in the queue lining up for rigor-mortis

A baby (you) made to jump an indeterminate number of yearly fences

A listing of your decaying name on a menu for worms

A loan from the bank of creation requiring your soul as interest

A role in a mysterious epic with no 'take two's

A one way ticket to your guess is as good as mine

A world wide question no one can answer until it is too late

A wonderful or otherwise dance towards the plug hole of days

A looking at a clock whose fingers will inevitably disappear 

A final arranging of a rendezvoue with either a robed and bearded diety or a cloven-hoofed subterranean soul burner  

◄ Zest

Hang about! death is dead good! ►


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Rose Casserley

Mon 21st Nov 2022 17:58

Absolutely Uilleam! 👍 and thanks to Beth and Stephen A

Rose 💋

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Stephen Gospage

Mon 21st Nov 2022 16:36

An Earthy poem, Rose, with many profound ideas.

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Mon 21st Nov 2022 10:27

A role in a mysterious epic with no 'take two's

Only one go at life-make the best of it eh!

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Rose Casserley

Sun 20th Nov 2022 18:57

ah yes Helene life isn't easy to define by any means and throwing bombs about etc certainly doesn';t help the 'ride'

have a read of the lyrics to one of Stings songs 'Russians'
that encapsulates so much of what is still going on after all that time since he penned those lyrics

one line from the song says SO much........

# there is no monopoly on common sense either side of the political fence #

doesn't that say it all? please accept my gratitude for your like and comments Helene

and also, I have cleaned the slang for the posterior up since a profanity to nice minded people like yourself could cause offence and thats the last thing that I would want do

there is no charge by the way!

Rose 💋

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Sun 20th Nov 2022 17:02

Wow! Your brain waves are expansive Rose! This poem felt like riding a magic carpet through the universe of possibilities. Excellent!

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