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Incompleteness has written its sneaky history and played out its seductions Yet the urges are not less evoked They are still contorted into appeasing shapes Heads happily banging against walls Knees dropped Mouths moaning at nothing in particular And
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 11:49 AM UTC
The Distance Between Myself and Someone I Do Not Yet Know
Incompleteness has written its sneaky history and played out its seductions Yet the urges are not less evoked They are still contorted into appeasing shapes Heads happily banging against walls Knees dropped Mouths moaning at nothing in particular And
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