That parasitic thing.

I don’t believe if I die tomorrow
I’ll go somewhere else
this person I am
will be no longer
unable to think
unable to be
just gone.

Let’s say there is a soul
and I believe you
even if I don’t
I’ll say I do
and even then
I’d still believe
I will go nowhere.

That parasitic thing
it’ll detach from my body
separating to it’s place
under evaluation
was it good
was it bad
was it ambivalent?

It doesn’t matter
because I’m dead
and I don’t have to
over think it
over feel it
over live it
over analyze it
igniting the stress in my brain.

The brain; is that taken too
on the sly
for logistics
to see what it unravels
or is that parasite
judged on its own
are my actions its actions
or my thoughts
were they theirs
rather than my own?

In death
I won’t have to over think it
so for now I’ll let it rest
igniting the worry
onto something else.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina