After/Passage – A Two Dimensional Poem
This is my second go a something I call a two dimensional poem. The first poem After, is deconstructed into the second, Passage. I played with the format and delivery a little.
You’ll have to let me know what you think.
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What will carry my last breath
past the door of this life?
What intention will adapt the shade
and depth of its expiration.
This door, some passage implied.
Coming and going
is what we’ve always enjoyed.
Desire must see the other side,
must guide our adamantine trust
in permanence.
All we are left with is a choice.
Believe,
or not.
We have little to offer each other
in carrying it out.
Passage
We must guide our carrying out of desire.
In permanence, believe, or not.
Adapt.
The other side is what we’ve always left.
All we are is adamantine trust.
Coming and going, what intention will this door carry?
The shade and depth of this – my – life?
Some door, some passage implied.
What will we see, past the last breath, after its enjoyed expiration?
We offer, in each other, a choice.
It must always have little desire to it
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