Shaping into Sum One
The untrammeled self. I’ll never know me without the retrospect. You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with; connected by cause and consciousness—synchronicities. You can be sure you love them but never sure they love you. Why is there always something to justify? It doesn’t get better for them, just worse for you. I replace why with for what. Forever is the most absurd of all words. They linger in my vernacular, their value held fast. I’ll never know me without the retrospect.
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Clever title.
This line is pure gold:
” I replace why with for what.”
Your poem gives us much to consider. Fantastic!
Yes what she said. Great title …this poem gave me a vision of aome kind of floating mobius strip…well conceived
Prose poem
Yep to what H.A. and Coleman said.
I also love the repeat of “I’ll never know me without the retrospect.”
“Why is there always something to justify? ” Really really honest, good stuff to ponder in this one. Thanks for writing it.