‘outside of the five’

i watch a man’s body expire
i want to be inside him
i want to feel his spirit shaking free
blocking out the customary wailing from others present
i try to focus on his destination
wishing to sense with a sense
outside of the five
moving beyond
through clouds or
stargates or
complete dimensions
to places where dimensions don’t exist
where measurements don’t exist
there’s no sadness
just… release

(who said anything about dying?)

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