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What good can come out of boredom?
When a smooth living voice
lulls your brain to
a little death –
Flatlining
brings about
searing flashbacks.
Severing all links
to the stony grip
of life.
-
You hear only
the last creak
of the hinges.
The pearly gates
close with a crash.
Is it final?
Pause
Disbelief
No booming voice,
No heavy hand
to topple you,
to make you feel
the Weight
or the unbearable lightness.
Flatline -
a breathless plateau -
The edges of the map
retreat, efface.
It’s not as if you had
a compass
anyway.
Relax, release
Enjoy the enema.
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