Dying innumerable deaths 

In this lifetime

Dying countless more

Until the goal is achieved. 

A moment outside 

Under the sun 

Knowledge of ones life passing 

Still attempting to attend to affairs 

Of the physical realm until the very end

A single tear 

Containing all the information

That ever was

And ever will be 

Sliding down the face upon a rebirth. 

Viewing ones self 

As they slip away,

From above the couch 

They’ve dissociated on 

& among the spiral

Of a genetic conceptualization

Of furniture 

Asztal, szék,

Is found 

Symbolism 

Carpentry 

Sky

I was all good…

…right? 

Eventually I woke up,

Except for in the timelines

Of the frequencies

In which I didn’t. 

You know

Sometimes words

Have two meanings. 

A very real

Red laser scope

Pointed at my chest

Arms spread wide 

Embracing death as a lover 

Waking up in a stairwell

In a warehouse in Detroit 

The person who had brought me out

Was meant to keep me safe

Had failed in this 

Aware of the tears on his face 

As I tell him,

No, I am OK, look,

Can’t you see me alive right here? 

But he couldn’t see me alive,

There or anywhere else,

Because we left that one,

On to the next one. 

Dearly beloved, 

We are gathered here today. 

The most off-putting part 

Of it all

Hearing the continuations

Of realities

As they go on

Without my physical vessel

To contain me. 

The car we hit

Must have been a ghost itself

Abandoned in the center lane

Of a highway in Wisconsin

During a blizzard 

This particular death 

The price paid 

For a Sunn Model T 

The Subaru 

It’s AI Eye 

Jumped out of the way 

At the last minute

And though I continue on 

There is no other way

To explain the massive 

Crunch 

As it happened

And it was this death

Wherein reality started to fractal exponentially

Death in one

Living the Coma Mirror in another

Splitting

Branching 

Doubling

Tripling

Converging

Unification

The attempts

To reach

A non-dark destination. 

Success.