to grasp eternity
to hold its weight
conceive it in its entirety
is more than a burden
it is a weakness
crippling and debilitating
it is to be
as if bound hand and foot
to a single dead tree
desiccated alone
at the center
of a vast flat desert
windless featureless timeless
no rain snow or cover of cloud
one ceaseless season
as tied to you
as you to it
as at a stake tarred
encircled by a weave of sticks ablaze
where forever you languish in fire
except for the uninterrupted malaise
pressed into you
settled deep within your essence
by the imperishable age
how horrible a curse
this juvenile reward
granted for living
a life of obedience
to a book of fool’s rules


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