Living And Dying Poem by Charles Chaim Wax

Living And Dying



Late at night
I watch the dots
dancing on the tv screen.
at first
only a jumble
but as I stare
they swirl and squirm
flip and roam
effortlessly
and I assume
in great joy.
billions and billions of
different combinations-
each point a face
a fate
our singular life
this unfathomable
activity.

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Fox Nekitsune 03 November 2005

interesting. i have never done that

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