Part 1
course correction
1805
29 years past its prime
i scream at the sky
i scream at myself
after i die
i keep screaming for help
it’s everything else
and no one but me
i scramble for clarity,
retreat when defeated,
and come to my knees
when i can’t stand my being
i fester in dreams
and bleed my mind dry
cocooned in the scriptures
of pharaohs benign
i’m all out of time
i open my eyes
recursive immortal
impossible child
re-cur-sive
adjective characterized by recurrence or repetition.
JD- This poem is about a man who is cursed to be reborn every time he dies, but he wakes up each time further in the past.
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