Ask
“What does it mean?” I asked my guardian angel
(who was also my angel of death).
“This means,” he replied, “that you are no longer human.
You are that place in space and time (or in the universe).
where there is no death (“there,” as some say), but there is only life.”
“What is there?” I asked.
The Guardian Angel smiled and said,
“There is nothing there but life.”
“What is here? I asked.
The Guardian Angel smiled again and said,
“There is only you here.”
Life is a computer virus
Life is a computer virus
They remove me as soon as they can
They try their best to erase me
Death follows me
My heels are cold and sore
Money is theft
However life is also a steal
© Mykyta Ryzhykh
Mykyta Ryzhykh, an author from Ukraine, now lives in Tromsø, Norway. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2023 and 2024. He’s published in many literary magazines іn Ukrainian and English: Tipton Poetry Journal, Stone Poetry Journal, Neologism Poetry Journal, Shot Glass Journal, QLRS, The Crank, Chronogram, The Antonym, Monterey Poetry Review, Five Fleas Itchy Poetry and many others.
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