Kudos

The fragility of it, the harshness with which you face it

All these patterns, we fall in love with

You have taught me to be gentle with myself

And for that, I am indebted to you, all these lives

Unaware

Of their own power

This is what I’m putting forth; sue me.

All these secrets, we’re butchered with

Time and again.

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I don’t know what’s worse, an explosion first thing

or little ‘coming togethers’ of complexities

that in retrospect, make less sense in isolation

It’s funny

Almost as if you could explain it

But I mean hey

Kudos to comedians and illusionists

Who make it seem effortless

while we all waste away in the trance of these happenings.