Interior exploration
with its usual playlist,
all lined up
then some mass is hurled
out of nowhere and smashes
into me, and I see myself
fly off into parts, becoming
little more than traces
of exotica smeared in light
across a dark space,
living but an instant
before annihilation
and nothingness,
remembered only within
the cold walls of an equation
and by whoever was there,
looking on,
measuring my...
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