Obviously the goal is to
Leave something behind
What if to be legendary
A nugget of truth a permanent
Extension of an existence
That lusted for the answer
Called out to by itself
There is now only however not
Much time left destiny has designed
To hand off the rest of its clock to
Do something remarkable
Before it’s all gone
In each stitch we find
Another question
For when we die
Will we have it to look back on
Will it matter or will it shatter
Into a thousand meaningless pieces
For someone else to pick up
And perhaps make sense out of
In the perfect sandwich
© GÄ
Poétique 