There is the void,
Something looking back,
Dancing on the edge,
Twisted and made into something.
What is it?
What do you call something that just
Puts you in a foul state?
You.
what is reason if not understanding
Reason is what escapes us
No answers, no thought, no idea.
This is out there.
In the world that repeats itself over
And over like a skipping record.
There in the void.
July 16/11
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