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I used to jump here
The feeling you get when walking away from a poem halfway through Con/Jur/d, 5/24/2022 I think you think I thought you thought we lived in a cursed corner of the cosmos And I was right, correct our faithfulness kept us confined, the older we get the more survivors guilt we accrue between me & you Trapped? How simple it is to walk away, smile acknowledge what absolute bullshit this doggerel is A cursed corner of the cosmos without poetics, without form even reaching for death is pedantic, pedestrian, banal flat, give it up giving it up, finally free curse be broken the simple joy of you the joy of me without definition, demarcation thoughts or sentimentalized words.
Con/Jur/d, Composed 5/24/2022 for 5/28/2022