Alieno Mori

Cessation: in itself, not strange –
no cage,
not like infinity.

“The Blackness”
oft-quoted (oddly; for we can see black,
and won’t).

But certainty trumps all fears,
with the wipe, the break, the stop.
It is the zero we dread.

Thus,
we invent Gods, sequels, cycles;
for some, to sate doubt –
for you, a diversion.

And yet,
I am no adherent:
it pleasures me not
to shitcan your liferaft
by condemning myself.

Still,
I know it.
Empirically, I know
and you know that it ends,
and some of us shake.

You “Live For Today”,
calmly.

But oh, how I long
to be force-fed the pill
that allows me to dream.

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~ by David Heslin on 13/04/2011.

One Response to “Alieno Mori”

  1. Taking a break from the mythological allegories of my recent poems, I decided to focus on literalism here. The subject, of course, is death, and, in particular, my fear of it.

    The terror I feel here is quite specific: it is not about the unknown, nor is it about pain, nor is it about some kind of ‘blackness’; instead, what I fear is the certain, inevitable zero.

    I have often thought that, very late in life, I would like to submit myself to some kind of brainwashing that ensures I go to my grave convinced that I’m destined for an afterlife or some kind of reincarnation. I’ll never know any better.

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