Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Because It Is Our Heart

What eats me up about this
Human world is that I can
See clearly what an absurd
And trivial collection

Of pained brevities
It is, but I am also
Not only a part of it
But mired in it, dependent

On it, on all these people
And all our human nonsense
That constitutes survival.

To be human and to fail
At being human
Is to be human.

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