A Road To The Everlasting Freedoms Of Utter Annihaliation Poem by Geoff Reed

I stand before creation,
No one to hold my hand in
O-BLIV-I-ON
The snow falls,
Blacken my eyes,
I don't want to see.
I don't want to leave yet.
The barking cars scream
Down the highways
To their own
O-BLIV-I-ONS
Comfortably unaware.
Why do I know?
Why?
Why? ?
Why? ? ?
The sky's falling.
Please,
Please,
Please watch it rattle in its frame
With me.
I don't want to die alone
When it shatters
And crumbles
And falls
Cover me with a blanket
of shards of
O-BLIV-I-ON.
Cry your tears,
Water
To
Blood,
Smiles
To
Grimaces,
Frustration
To
Relief.
The road of life is covered in ice.
Drive on, drive on into
O-BLIV-I-ON.
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Take me with you.
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