at death, life is relived--all of it.

we've died so many times that even if

each previous death were a hand clap,

that would easily constitute a lifetime.

near-death experiencers sing of a few

minutes that seem like a few hundred

years.

that's what occurs when eternal presence

toes linear time again.

it's to compute that crossover, what three

minutes of clinical death would be

relativistically quantified to.

the hard numbers would whiten hair.

imagine how many earth-years one

spends on the otherside between

incarnations.

those figures are for poets.