Anaesthesia

You were looking the other way
while I was distracted
by stacks, and stacks, and stacks
of things.

Disconnected,
just a highly organized
pile of rubble,
really.

Grasping
for some sense
of control,
I ask for information.

Scheduling
my death
as a dentist appointment.

Endings, you say,
are not so important
as sustained beginnings
in a single direction.

Pain
is how life
comes into the world.

Looking away
to not see
blood is the path
that leads to bloodshed.

Bear
with life
and all
it offers.

Then,
and only then,
will you begin
to make an end.

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