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e.s.p. – without question marks
what is this world without senses
is it a life in the womb or the tomb
where do we live inside or out of our bodies
what can we seek but we don’t
think of the bond of the lover
immeasurable but sung through time
are there buffers at the end of the line
or an airport to take us to the sky
if the end is a beginning
does it also start now as well as then
if I can’t touch you are you still there
why is your touch so real in the ache and the tear
the missed beat of the heart
the arrest that sends me into the heights
all our living is filled with the inexpressible
lying just out of reach because
we’re not yet ready for the ever hereafter
© Neil Thompson 2026