The False Afterlife
It felt like I was in a portal to the afterlife.
But it still felt like I was waiting…
For another me that is in the living world.
I can look down at myself passively.
I can withstand the pain passively.
The pain that seems translucent.
Sending a gleaming avalanche my way.
On earth, they are saying that they are going to move my body.
And that makes me laugh.
Because it is so senseless.
And I laugh one more time.
I am blissful.
I am listless.
As my two halves transcend.
Into a forgettable dream.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2022
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