grapevine

what is death?

is it floating through the sky, limitless, powerful?

is it darkness, black and inky? like the back of your eyelids in the middle of the night?

is it hope? is it forever in a new way, with those you’ve loved around you like warmth flowing?

is it blue and calm like rivers rushing, cooling your skin when it burns in the sun?

is it loud, or quiet? does it fill your head completely with noise or cavernous silence?

is it temporary? fleeting, fast, SNAP.

or is it achingly long, tiresome and dull?

does it even exist?

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