#8
giving in. a way to be truthful, to make someone, including yourself, be somewhere:
only that you are to be both places, and neither of your selves.
#7
you called a name by another name. what is it to you? a person is a person:
someone to call and be another.
#6
just in time. i am about to be ready, to be the rumour where it is esential to be the town and the realization.
once today, you closed a door already closed.
#5
i should’ve known. ever since, you were always the liar and the lie. nothing else unknown, for what is there to find out except that there’s no point in arguing.
a sound, a blank fist.
#4
uncertainty. i could go to great lengths to be certain of dimensions: what widening principle lights the edges in and around that which falls and what it fails to concentrate on.
like the mouth i don’t see when i hear your words, or when it’s never time.
#3
to rest. how to see it above you where all sky is? abstract the color with your truth that’s never interrupted, weighing you:
no words just meaningful sighs.
#2
trying again. do we ever try really until we stop to and think everything we do is try and let the ecstasy forget our past efforts?
i am quietly thinking and failing to be quiet.
#1
how shall I say this? without nothing but an appearance. walking away yet sitting in a field. eyes above you, me, and all our you’s and me’s of us. but i don’t see as much as a harvest allows. what if we could eat only what takes us? what hangs around that’s alike but not us.
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