Hobson's Choice

In the book they ask

which is worse:

Big Crunch, or eternal expansion?

One hot and dramatic,

the other cool, slow, relentless.

So which death?

I always favoured raging

to the yielding deathbed fate routinely supplies,

but it’s all the same.

Trying to buy the wisdom

that a total end gives meaning

to what’s gone before,

that immortality negates the need to do,

no longer works. I wrestle daily

with the nonsense dying accords a life:

achievement signifies only on reflection,

and death – bright or deep dark – thinks about nothing.

Close the book now, or never read another.