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a poem on the underwhelming

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Published: Sep 6, 2016

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_{allow me to step outside your mind's autopsis -
comet shower following its own end, how did you program
your last remnant of humanity this way?

I listen for the sound of my mind, panting,
punching for a way out of the numb density
of this cranial vault; do I get to admit how
taciturn I have convexed?
do I get to say this is taxing? this catastrophe
needs a self-destruct button unless

it is coded for the end, anyway.

I have imagined the eye of the storm falling asleep
when its winds run against the rotation of the earth -
finally, I hear it say, rest without time slipping through my fingers.

I don't know how long it's been since my chest
did not tighten at the thought of losing time; when was I
so unaware of my shortcomings? fatal flaw,

hello,

I did not foresee
this preempted consuming.}