Seek not
To orbit
On the future
Of your
Own obituary,
Hoping to
Be remembered
By some great
Ode
Or oath
When you float
From Earth.
Instead,
Spin
On now.
That fleeting
moment of
Arbitrary existence
Poem by Rosie Doyle
Seek not
To orbit
On the future
Of your
Own obituary,
Hoping to
Be remembered
By some great
Ode
Or oath
When you float
From Earth.
Instead,
Spin
On now.
That fleeting
moment of
Arbitrary existence
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