Autopoiesis

2 days ago
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From time to time

Between the endless always and forever

I will read a poem or

See a face mid song or

Cut myself on a broken piece of

Someone's art and beating heart

I so rarely feel alive

Like that which is

Unspeakable

Are all these words just so much

rope thrown out to sea?

The writer died, Ill never tell them

Touch them, know them

These moment carve me and

Die in my throat unswallowable life

made wrong, by god or self same difference

Can let go of this life

Unbitterered?

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