"Empty glass looks like coffin" or, I don't want to awaken memories that need to sleep

I asked the old man

If he would miss existence

He flatly stated, “No.”

I asked him if he missed

His girlfriend who died

 

He said, “Yes, very much.”

Nothing beats love

Love beats on itself

Oblivion beats everything

Does anything stand a chance against oblivion?

 

Along the road to death

There are some amazing sights

Spectacles, sweet intimate moments

Along the road to breath

A kind of destiny begins

 

Am I talking over my head?

I chose not to father children

Because I knew I would make a terrible parent

Apparently by mistake

I’ve stepped on a few toes

 

The persistent inevitability of death

Sound of children playing, laughing

Dank smell of street sewer

I asked the old man

If he would miss existence

 

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Comment by JMac1949 Today on April 28, 2013 at 8:48am

I too chose not to have children, but it turned out that my step-son taught me more about myself than any other person I've ever met.  Turned out that I wasn't a terrible parent, because now he and his son are still teaching me, and for the first time in fifty years I'm glad to be alive.

Comment by Michael Reid Rubenstein on April 28, 2013 at 5:50pm

good to hear you're still learning, JMac1949, and glad you're alive. many sources teach us parenting. i learned lots from a dog. thank you for reading and responding.

Comment by Michael Reid Rubenstein on April 28, 2013 at 5:53pm

i also gained great strength and knowledge from an aging mom. and am forever grateful to my sister, and family

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