I don’t know what my problem is-
why I’m here,
and not there—
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If I ever loved you
If I do
If I love her
If I don’t
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All this work
Just to be veiled again…
Is it the way of things, then?
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This existence, this curiosity
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The real me
Who is she?
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How many I’ve been,
How many I’ll be…
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Constellations ago;
Constellations to go;
Dust, dust, dust—
Sparkling;
Crumbling.