SOME TIME LATER THAN NOW

I do not know when I will go.

 

I’m glad I do not know.
You, too, (I think) think like I.

 

And as the years go by
no matter how hard you try
you can’t block out the fact
that you won’t be around
some time later than now.

 

I wish I spent less time
wondering about such stuff.

 

You might spend
more time than I
pondering the ineffable
And if so:
poor you!

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