Monday, October 16, 2023

The Missing in Everything

Everything outlasts everybody
Since anytime anybody dies,
You look around a moment later,

And everything remains. Everything
But the deceased per se is still there,
In the room with the deceased’s remains.

Everything outlasts everybody,
Since after everybody has left,
What’s left’s still complete as everything.

A little suspicious, isn’t it,
How the world always rushes back in,
So full itself, of everything?

Why’s everything so good at hiding
Whatever it is that’s gone missing,
As if going missing is never

Really what happens, as if missing
Is myth, is rumor, as if missing
Isn’t, when missing is everything?

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