zombie apocalypse

the future makes promises that the past cannot.

and we are mesmerized
by the samsaric cycle of renewal
because life after death
is better than the nothing
we know
but will not admit.
to imagine a consciousness
after the end,
to imagine an end,
to imagine dissolution,
separation, absence
of meaning or reference
or surfaces, the infinite,
to imagine each of our atoms
continuously drifting
forgetting, reabsorbing, indifferent,
eternal, defiant,

the allure of destruction is the promise of resurrection.

and our fear in a handful in dust
where a phoenix can arise
but we cannot.
we plot and plan
and invite annihilation
to level the earth
shake the sky
roll the waving deep
but the fire will not
in the ashes are not
in suffering there is not


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Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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