Walking in Circles

 

Elsewhere, far from now
I walk in circles, sighing

What if you could live
One million years?
Would you sign up?
What if you were mostly inorganic?
Would that matter?

God laughs at me, again
“What an idiot!” He is less than amused.

One million years is exactly the same as
Eighty-five years, statistically.

If you can’t do it in eighty-five years,
Then it ain’t happening, pal.

If I don’t believe in God, then
Why is He talking to me?

It’s like he knows what I am,
He is inside me and eats the same cereal.

Wait…

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