If mentally we need constant reveal

our body could shut down

become a stare

quiet, distant, unremarkable,

a vacillating nightmare

wait for it

dashed again

that hope for resuscitation does wane,

perhaps we never really know –

we live in a perpetual state of concern,

always seeking that less respite,

the place where peace often awaits

yet is found when least anticipated,

when we wish for more, yet haven’t discovered anything

beyond accepting who we are.]

I’m left exhausted wondering about you.

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