Constellations

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.