Tuesday, October 28, 2025
Poem from 1999 - Eschatol Bridge
To live the life you want you must leave the life you have.
Between this wherever and that forever is a finite span of pain with depth unknown.
To cross, you build a bridge from your skin and teeth and tears and bone.
What remains can stand forever.
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