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how the nebulous boiling mass of information

swelled & surged within me at any approaching

surface before time with its deceptively warm

sonder-solder welded the surfaces merged the horizons

suffocated the macabre mice of human curiosity

within the fat folds of familiarity

the past is exhausted the present is exhausting

& the future— do we even have a future?

the ripples that used to nipple the breast of water

now sink unperked to the weed-infested seafloor

i still try to stir & churn but the tides i make

are so tiny that i'm not sure if it's actually me

or if it's just the flow of the wind that's doing it

~ ajay

30/11/2021

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