Thursday, March 3, 2016

Magic (for Nick)

We are born, poof, and spend the rest
of our lives (or not) trying to come up 
with the reason, the trick, the explanation
for that impossibility. All the philosophy,
the mental effort, trying to fathom the
unfathomable is like a joke, a trick we
play on ourselves, even in the certainty
of what we think we know, 'till, poof, 
suddenly we're not there.

Up what sleeve are we then?


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