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For the Life of You
For the entirety of your entirely way too scintillatingly brilliant life, An existence dogged, stalked, and bogged down by unwanted longevity And a mind altogether too highly refined, too uncontainably creative, To succumb to early-onset dementia, let alone full-blown Alzheimer's — An intellect fit for the likes and lights of da Vinci, Einstein, God Himself —
You played challenged, as if possessing more than a few loose screws (Not to mention wing nuts, acorn-head bolts, ball bearings, and O-rings), So that your high-school, college, and postgrad classmates and teachers Might not guess, intuit, infer, stumble upon the slightest inkling of a clue That you had firsthand knowledge of how the universe came into being.
You prayed that your end, demise, defunctness would meet you halfway, Catch you at full stride's stretch, midbreath, while you slept or defecated, Invite you home, obviously not prematurely, but home, nonetheless, To a death in accordance with its infallible actuarial charts' designated date, If not far sooner than quantum mechanics could predict, with uncertainty.
Indeed, you outlived, outlasted, outscammed ten million angioplasties, Eight hundred eighty-eight thousand eighty-eight open-heart surgeries, Including four hundred forty-four quadruple and sextuple bypasses, each, Five baker's-dozen heart transplants, with the requisite coronary apparatus Donated by harrier hawks, hippos, hyenas, hamadryas baboons, hedgehogs.
And still and yet and but, nothing seemed to nip your longevity in the bud, For you not only outlived each of the ninety billion souls who'd ever lived But continued patenting earth-atomizing inventions, discoveries, theories, Despite your demeanor approximating the Three Stooges in one person . . . Until the day the powers that would never be decided to crucify you.
But as you dangled, scourged and all but lifeless, from your catbird seat, You had a "rood" awakening. In death's cheesy, near-butyric throes, You were, perturbedly, struck by a brainstorm's shazam of lightning — A meta-mathematical energy that would sustain you, forever beyond forever: An algorithmic power for alchemizing yourself into infinite nothingness.
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