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Forgive me.

I got lost
in everything,
but the words

Despite my attempts they still
mean nothing to me.
It was in the undercurrent
that I found meaning:

even so,
the waters rushed
passed me,
though frustratingly:

all too quickly.

I kept walking
anyway, down along
this dark
and twisted path, hoping
for understanding:

I know, I know…
So archetypal
it’s nauseating.

I came across a shadow,
fought to chew
and digest
it. Faced my sirens,
fought passed
them to the mirror….

Swear it:

I’ll stare
this motherfucker down.


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