Twelve Minutes Ago

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A story intending to convey a strong impetus for positive life change set within a grim tale of a young woman who sets about merely to imagine.  There’s no turning back from what actually happens.    


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I nestle a tab under my tongue
At just twenty eight, I’m still quite young

Before too long
I feel it coming on strong

Dreamily, lazily
I see my past with new clarity
Every question now answered amply

I see nearly three decades filled with so much regret
An eternity before I’m permitted to forget

I lead an unremarkable life 
Few advantages, laden with strife

Only now can I see the failure of MY choices
Surrounded by better options, my compassion convulses 

I can do so much more
So many different ways to create  joy galore
Menial tasks needn’t be a chore

It’s always been my choice
Is it OK if I choose to rejoice?

I can find ways to enhance my self respect
With others in need I choose to connect
What I have I can celebrate 
What I want needn’t devastate

It’s always been my choice
Is it OK if I choose to rejoice?

I can 
Live without disdain 
Lost friends I’ll regain 
Feel pride when sought-out comforting others in pain
Embody excitement, accepting the occasional mundane

I can 
Teach
Convey hope with new found reach
Channel empathy through innovative speech

It’s always been my choice
Is it OK if I choose to rejoice?

I have more control than I know
Now is my chance to let it show

There can be more laughter 
With humor, I can be an injector 
Mastering quiet, when others speak I’m an active listener

I can read more, learn more, invest in myself
Spend my time with greater purpose
Sprinkling fun into drudgery I’m tireless 

How do I know, 
This leads to a more fulfilling existence
A life of broad acceptance
In which I make a difference

I see all of this with great clarity
Only now
Because
I died, 
Twelve minutes ago

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/22/2017 8:18:00 PM
Check out my joints when you have time.
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Date: 3/22/2017 8:14:00 PM
That's a deep one my friend.
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Date: 3/19/2017 6:33:00 PM
nice write! I liked it :)
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Date: 2/20/2017 10:19:00 PM
Anson, it didn't read to me like a suicide even with the intro note, rather a tale of an eye opening life changing acid trip. I guess this beholder is an optimist, creating a beginning out of your ending.
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Anson Decker
Date: 2/22/2017 8:07:00 PM
I absolutely love that interpretation Maureen, what is death anyway?
Date: 2/20/2017 11:02:00 AM
Hey, this was an awesome read. I got chills at the end. I imagine a soul rejoicing for the lessons learned in the aftermath of a difficult life.
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Anson Decker
Date: 2/22/2017 8:08:00 PM
Hey brother......a rejoicing soul in the aftermath of a difficult life .... spot on..... a warning to the rest of us, before its too late.
Date: 2/20/2017 8:24:00 AM
Good read
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Anson Decker
Date: 2/22/2017 8:09:00 PM
Thank you Madeleine. I appreciate the encouragement. Anson
Date: 2/19/2017 2:06:00 PM
Hi Decker: A beautiful by poignant poem on the musings of suicide.
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Date: 2/22/2017 8:11:00 PM
Hey Ralph ..... interesting take. Was it suicide? What did she intend, what was she searching for as she placed the tab under her tongue. So many questions.