tears after laughter,

and tears in my wares,

where worn out blown out roundabouts seem to loop around,

we step outside ourselves to acknowledge what seems oh so profound,

found absurdities within novelties of what’s defined as normalcy,

seein’ this world through new lenses and feelin’ tremendous,

it’s splendid, spinning around endlessly,

it’s splendid spendin’ 6 hours lost within’ four walls ontologically,

spendin’ 6 hours squakin’ squeakin’ speakin’ talkin’ non stop chronophobically,

don’t stop,

just wait,

pause, wait for me,

pause, could you repeat that please?

pause, just lay with me,

hand in hand with fingers that intend to interlock,

lo-fi conversations where we share our monologue,

here we lay, safe in one another’s arms,

exposed, i’m disarmed,

exposed, you see me for who i am,

opposed to leaving so much undisclosed,

juxtaposed, poised alongside all timelines – er, time loops,

pointing out patterns, how is this world so connected and yet so scattered?

how is this world so connected and yet so shattered?

between flat earth and fake moons,

and fake news,

but what’s new,

we ask ourselves after trip ups,

sippin’ on itty bitty giddy giggles that turn to tear trickles,

trippin’ and spillin’ milk, moo moo moo,

this universe is moot moot moot,

utterly muttering, keeping composure even when reality seems to be stuttering,

replaying,

repeating,

deceiving,

deception, no wonder we subject this world to inspection,

glad we both value taking time out for a little reflection,

though i’m still deflectin’ mirrors,

at least until the glass gets clearer,

at least until

at least until

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