Death Will Erase Me (a happy poem)

i wonder

if when you

stare into that abyss, the

abyss stares back at you, or

you are in your own little bubble, i

am in my own little bubble

in the ocean, down

500,000 ft

towards the floor,

but we are also the ocean, in addition

to being the bubble

knowing someday the bubble will pop and

rejoin the ocean

so smooth and continuous

i can feel the water’s chill, here

in my bubble.

it makes me feel

not so alone.

like i am returning

to myself someday.


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