It also occours to you, you’re worried that once dead you’ll have to watch your life on an endless loop until memorized completely.
And part of the endless loop will be the part where you begin watching the loop.
Which then forms more loops, each one taking you with, never finishing.
An incomplete repetition that is never the same and always unfolds inside-out unendingly.
You’re worried it’s enough to consider that happening, to make it happen.
Goddamnit.
Sam Pink
The No Hellos Diet
Lazy Fascist Press, 2011
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