Mighty Stranger by Daniel Lucca Pujol

I’m Fine Standing Personally A large part of me Has and always will Consider being alive A giant pain in the ass— But that’s just part of the game you got to play If you want infinity-years to think about How the stars were made Once you’re sure they were.

Again and again, one unknown uncovers another until True north becomes so relative You just die out in the woods.

That’s how curiosity kills. & mystery only deepens From lifetime to lifetimes— But, I’ll say it again— being alive, to me, Was just a pain.

Why? With all the beauty and blah, blah, blah— The only point’s to make it mean something, Right?

So, I figure any lifetimes spent sitting around passive Would’ve made my living them a boring pain in the ass But that wasn’t the case. I always caught enough boot In the pursuit of meaning to prove sitting around As too sore an option You can’t escape the pain. It hurts either way.

So thank you, but I’m fine standing.

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