All our roads ultimately converge
Into a tunnel whose end cannot be seen.
No one has ever reached that end,
As the tunnel extends with every breath,
With every death, into a future
Where we may not know each other
As human, or even remember
Exactly what that used to mean.
Our linked minds may briefly ponder
The splendor of our gleaming bodies,
Washed in starshine and time,
Moving slowly forward together
To whatever’s beyond the end.
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