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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