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Jan 2012
Us
I'm sure you've heard the phrase
Once you're born,  you start dying
But I'd like to clear the haze

Are you born at conception
Or when your head peeks out the womb?
Were you alive, in halves
Before egg met *****?
If this is true
You existed before these cells were made
And if my words are correct
You were once a tiny speck
Of dust on the floor
Or perhaps on the shore
Of an ocean, ever swaying
But maybe your speck
Was once part of the ocean
And part of that ocean
Was once in space
Once a flash of energy
Before matter was made
And the universe's foundation was laid
In stone
Or rather
In foam
So easy to spray
But so easily disappearing
Into thin air
That was once nothing

But if we existed before we thought
Because we used to have no thought
Then it'd only be plausible
That we will exist after we lose thought
But maybe  in two
Maybe we can think for eternity on end
Or maybe I'm a fool
We can only find out
If we take the dive into the pool
Of life's slow compromise

But the sad truth is clear
You and me, dear
We are something
Something, that came out of nothing
But nothing, dear, must have a big belly
If it were to shell out something that's this heavy
But if all we knew
That we're truly nothing
We'd be quite sad
But really, we already are
So let's hold hands
And look to the sea
I'll look at you
And you, at me
We can think ourselves away
Until we find reason to be gay
But we'll have nothing left to say
For our only legacy is what's up there
Upstairs
Hidden in our squishy brains
Where you and me
Can think of eachother
And wonder
Why is it us
That think of this stuff
Maybe it's just better
That the rest of the world has other thoughts on their mind
And they don't mind the bigger stuff
They feel content, just leaving it
To
Us
Truman Brislin Miller
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