Monday, January 9, 2012

Loop Road

Glory in your ephemeral nature.
Wonder at and celebrate that you are
No more than a fragmentary phantom,
Byproduct of an overheated brain,
Itself produced by a competition
Among multicellular colonies
To see what lineage of madness wins.

Why not glory in being much nothing?
It won't hurt. It might help. Not in the sense
Of gaining an edge in that blasted race
To keep on racing, but in the sense
Of enjoying these moments in this sun.
And if you can't savor them, then go on
Racing. My congratulations; you won.

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