Sun’s down. Day’s converting
Into night. Conversion
Is a good word for loss.
Life is any matter
Pursuing conversion,
Converting what it takes
To what it is and waste,
Which it converts to what
It isn’t anymore.
Let us turn together.
Death is just conversion
That results in bodies
No longer converting
Anything on their own.
Life’s the missionary
Hunger. On the other
Side of life, mere being
Doesn’t proselytize.
Day’s converted to night.
Night converts back to day.
Only more past is gained.
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