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death brings
a new mindset

requires everything until
wire makes no sense

twiddle the dials and knobs as
much as you can, as
much as you dare

but you do not hear any
of the regular stations, any
station for that matter

that music I heard and
those voices
are there
no more, no
more there to
fill the silence
reassure me

unless there
is nothing
to be reassured:
the music you
longed for, without which
you felt there is
nothing worth
living, no
life meaning

is the music you
are lost to, so
much a part of
you have become

singing the song
of the Universe

which is, as you
might imagine,
almost infinite
practically never-ending