Who are we when we’re
between incarnations
when we’re the outside
waiting and watching
old self dissolving
into new self is there
awareness of this even
if interrupted by long
periods of dreamless
sleep or nightmarish
or riven tearful by
fractal lifetimes spinning
out of control even if
we’re awake for only
a few moments passing
the crab nebula or
loosening Orion’s belt?
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