the gnat, splat, gone

Post by **mousey1** » March 3rd, 2007, 1:22 pm

complete non existence in a millisecond
what must that be like
aware then... unaware
aware then... nothingness
seems unfair
arbitrary
no bones
no solidness
a tiny smear then
dust to dust
not like us
elaborate in our demise
wailing desperation morbid loss
and we can't even fly

Post by **stilltrucking** » March 4th, 2007, 9:42 pm

not elaborate in demise

splat
no coroner's inquest
no death certificate
just a Squeegee

Post by **mousey1** » March 13th, 2007, 2:50 pm

yes, well if I could fly I could see the sorrow in my demise but since I can't it makes more sense to mourn the gnat! I mean they can't be such useless little critters if they were gifted to fly...and I can't!

death's become such a racket, just toast me embers and cast me to the wind free of charge.

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the gnat, splat, gone

the gnat, splat, gone

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