Why am I here?
It’s simple enough to distill such thoughts
into a Sartrian debate
But presently I prefer
to pass on such human interactions
Hell is other people after all
Because such cognition requires prerequisites
requires certain answers
Namely,
why am I here?
Physically
In this room
Whose threshold I passed
moments before
I fluttered forward
like moths forth to flame
but what siren drew me here
I can no longer name
In an empty room I stand and pray,
the existential thoughts remain at bay
Let empty thoughts occupy my head
and I’ll go pet my dog instead
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