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He used words like blameworthy, obligation, and ipso facto
It was nice meeting kin, at once distant and adjoined
at the hip, though
I wonder if his blood runs cold or hot
Do you like what you are?
Or lament what you're not?
So seldom I see
Another
And wonder if they are like me
And are bothered
And then intrigued
By the language of our thoughts
The way they twist around in knots
In senseless mess to those around
Who blink and smile without a sound
Of indication that they even understand
The tricks in all the cards laid in our hand
I take another sip
And click
To find out more, what are you?
Do I know you?
Looks as if you are content to be
That thing I know I am, yet question daily
How do you do it?
Or maybe
Maybe there's not more to it
Maybe after talks of actions and causation
After hark'ning back to Grecian rumination
Your heart begins to flutter
Red cheeks
Laughs
And then a stutter
Yes you wonder what I wonder
Maybe?
Do you peek from under
Eyes that dry, or well, in shame
At the ever-looming pain
That something
SOMETHING does not fit
Of songs and cars and clothes and jewels
We simply can't keep up
As we slowly raise our voice to ask why down is down and up is up
Or wondering if there's someone else who thinks this same way too
Who hears my words and asks if I am someone just like you.

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