Final, Pre-Meteor Moments

on the last day of my life

I will put on red shoes

and a warm fuzzy sweater

and wrap myself in comforting nothingness

my mantra, my meditation

from darkness to light

from ignorance to truth

from animosity to peace

from death to immortality

all reassuring nonsense

to quiet the fear

keep the panic at bay

not years

not days

but hours


still the universe is sound

though one small part of it crumbles

life is terminal


with soothing red shoes

and fuzzy tranquility

given up with a sigh

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