in the mind's oceans in order to bring
distant memories to the surface... we
celebrate the competition but not the
reminders as they were sunk to the
bottom of the mind intentionally years
with the expectation of no return... our
lives are no longer our own as we
interpret each day with new justifications
to rationalize our existence... life bends
around the shadow of time as it passes,
not accepting its own inherent curvatures
in the process... clinging to rituals as
though any change would haunt and
hinder the prospects of our salvation...
slanted opinions slide into our pockets
labeling us thieves to the constable and
if we hide too long then our lives have
journeyed past the point of no return.
1 June 2022
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