that last time you died
did you feel your soul
leave your body
far out on this journey
did you find paradise
some of us
choose Thai
others choose
Greek pizza or Cantonese
everything tastefully
in transiting moderation
become the Thai
regale in the Cantonese
rise into Thor's crusty pizza
let ripe tomatoes and sweet basil
garnish your leavened soul
discover Hell's branding oven
searing and burning hot
don't wait
hourglass time
is running out
those last elemental gains
grains of universal sand
all sliding away
beckoned to some distant shoal
as we slip and die
squeeze through a narrow hole
we find ourselves
and wonder why
if contracted life
could ever be
so broadly grand
every wandering yearning soul
might bravely jump off
leap towards heaven
or courageously select
some other
cogent cosmic land

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