[limbo Vaccines In Longevity] Poem by Aaron Eliad

limbo vaccines in longevity
seemed worse than they said when I said it.

This tin mess walking on gummy bears
dance and trance falling rock ships
boil associations falling from silence.

ghosts and boats are inside me,
fulfilling me to my mouth,
this is how I know I will die.

I don't even think we take our time coming in;
I don't even think we enjoy the ride.

I know now the bag we are in
is small and growing,

I used to touch you for time,
now I roll fire off the holes in space.
I am not immune to dialectics like you.

Everything is question, everything is dream
via deja vu turnaround.