disappear

Sometimes we want to
It’s understandable
Back into the darkness
We came from
Never to come back
Instead carrying on
Through the void
Accompanied by no one
Until we hear
Angels sing
Or, called to return
We wax lyrical
About belonging
To something bigger
That wants to eat us
And will, given time
For we are born
To process
A process
Later to be digested
For the benefit
Of gods.

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