Infinity Equals Zero
He lies there contemplating his fate.
His eyes are growing dim.
His ears will soon create a world without sound.
He has lost his sense of taste and smell.
Soon, he will be like the others
living in a land of tubes:
Oxygen fed into his nose.
A tube in his belly to feed him.
Another in his sex to carry away the waste
and one in each arm to keep him alive.
He knows that his hands are closing
never to open again
that he will be left with nothing but two angry fists.
Thoughts run through his brain:
He is convinced that Infinity equals Zero
and Zero equals Infinity.
That life equals death and death equals life.
The afterlife is equal to the before-life.
Everything in the universe never was
and will be again.
That the nothing-but-space between it all
holds the answer to existence.
He knows that in that final moment
when the pump of life stops
his brain will energize its entirety
and the secrets of the universe
will become known to him
as he slips into the nothingness
and becomes one with the stars.
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MendedFences27 (
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Comments4
Remember when we died in our sleep...
I have all I can do to remember falling out of bed. Thanks for your comment.
I have absolutely no wish to be tubed up - I'd like to clock off just a wee bit earlier...
If I do get a fractional glimpse of ultimate reality on the way through that would be great...
The mystery of it all is well embodied in your piece, Phil - thanks.
Thanks for your comments, Dave.
Your poem should make anybody who reads it get it done today whatever it is. Every day is a gift and we shouldn't waste it.
Thanks for your comments. I agree every day is a gift.
hard hittingly ragged and real and with maybe a hint of an aftertaste I cannot as yet attempt, let alone, adequately describe, but these words of yours made me wince, smile and sigh simultaneously and several times over .. thank you for reminding me of why I fell in love with poetry Phil ... Neville
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