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muster up the courage to
agitate the soft tissue.
a kind of wisdom, i know it now. 
to lay down in the barrens
and plead the universe to carry 
me far beyond potential. 

if my memory ends here, 
so be it. out on the deck watching 
comets collide - break apart 
the horizon, 
and streak the pavement. 

asking why is rhetorical. 
a clothespin holding up
a minor role. 
once i sink through the tarnished 
subfloor, i will rest well. 
to know it was everything i could offer 
and it still ceases to be 
anything you wanted. 
just an airburst and impact. 

@sentient__sentiment
Carly Zoladz