Recalling the Day I Died
I’ve become dizzied
~ spinning faster than a top
or something known as a whirling dervish
struggling to recall the day’s events
I’ve given up on the present
there is much digging going on
in the garden
it is springtime
& the commotion is overwhelming
the year nineteen fourteen
the last time I was alive
april two thousand twenty-two
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Though some may not believe in such a thing, I have died several times. After the first, I realized it’s nothing to be afraid of. The experience is… illuminating, to say the least.
I believe you.