Why here?

We’d been procreated
in the exchange

Between two sets of legs
Some eggs and a shot of super goo

Without regard to the inherent obsession
The result/a need of a thing called love

punctuated by the words, “I do”  

Picking up the slack every day since creation
called us to be

in answer to this mystery of what the Hell for

how could anyone of us ignore
 the challenge of the next chapter of the book of life

even when living from one moment to the next
any moment our present could become our past

trapped in the depth of a new reality crossing
beneath a cloak of invisibility in the guise of death

 the complete disappearance of a will to exist?
after being dressed for the hereafter

moving on to a more permanent place
All the while the physical universe closes behind you

its connection erased. Where no one can find you

No more of life’s
chain reactions and distractions
to blind you
 
no more of love’s gifts
 to remind you

why we are here?

As the tides turn
incense burns

Gregorian chants
Merge with background noise

obscuring the scene
as the last vision of life becomes
Something
somewhat A dream

of past scenes
between you
and the recently departed
 spirit-soul

now seen in rear-view mirror
of everybody else’s past

the afterlife is another role
as a soul changes phase

transporting spirit-soul
from one dimension

to the next   

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