Spiral
And then there was pain
Searing pain
That cut through the
Red hot lividness that was her breath
and throttled it midway
She choked
Unable to decide between
The desire to obfuscate her world
And the temptation of perennial oblivion
Both offered completion.
Buddha or Shiva?
Surrender or annihilation?
Giving up or taking up?
Too many questions
Serpentine thoughts with sinewy claws
enmeshed her endearingly
sweetly and surely
and hopefully (for them), forever.
Except for time
There's no forever
Who are you kidding?!
Just here and now
The only possessions
At any moment
That's all.
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