it’s in the innate power of everything you chose
and everything you couldn’t
does that make you feel better?
no, I don’t imagine .
just go and keep going
don’t come back, don’t
remind me again, just go
and let us die a/new
you’ll get out of here
there’s something admirable about the unwinding
something to be said for coming undone
it is not you who goes through
them, but they who go through
you ///
once that door is open it cannot be closed
& the ones you think are best
aren’t those who’ll help you
“are you real or in my head?”
I’m not in your head.
like an echo, submerged under water
it’s been the same since the early days
aloud or inside, they never knew you
just trying to find some answers, what’s
not yet seen and what wants to be
there’s mountains of time between us
but none to spend, to dance or laugh
________________
[ let go of the personal mother
and be reborn to the world,
what’s left ]
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“what the fuck are you?”
someone who’s been around
[some thing]
for a very long, tired time
[( a dawn )] 