On Feeling Whole
This is where I am.
Who I am.
Not a little less
and more? Nevermore.
How is it that
it has
come to this?
Unfathomable congruities
don't turn to
excruciating frenzies!
How is that I rove my eyes
and I don't move
anymore?
It's evanescent... it will be no more
But
until then
Lets just sit back
and sip our casualities_______
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