Vorochta 5

Posted By yumado on January 21, 2010

I woke up this morning,

With the realization that I am dying.

Perhaps not for another eighty years or so,

But I began to see every minute spent,

As a minute closer to my impending death.

The acceptance of my mortality,

Is an unsettling, yet intriguing subject.

And though, I may not be the god-like figure

I imagined myself to be or as others think of me,

My own immortality, in one form or another,

Continues to be a lingering idea, for which I lust.

Category: Literary Works, Yurij Dobriansky
Tags: Anal, free falling, God, immoral, immorality, immortal, Immortality, moral, morality, mortal, mortality, suspension of disbelief, suspension of though