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Buoyant, Oblivious Drunk on manufactured insouciance - How did we did not notice life’s quickening - As we were caught by the pertinacious story-currents Of our lives. The torrent Of consequences delayed Long disconnected from their antecedents; Of our personal mythologies - Lies, truth and misremberances Churned together into an exploding froth: The anxious anticipation Of our ineluctable destruction At the base of the falls Where the water, like a perpetual gospel choir Shouts and sings in joyous celebration at being made whole. So we hold on tight. To whatever we can. To today. To each other.
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
The ride ahead
Buoyant, Oblivious Drunk on manufactured insouciance - How did we did not notice life’s quickening - As we were caught by the pertinacious story-currents Of our lives. The torrent Of consequences delayed Long disconnected from their antecedents; Of our personal mythologies - Lies, truth and misremberances Churned together into an exploding froth: The anxious anticipation Of our ineluctable destruction At the base of the falls Where the water, like a perpetual gospel choir Shouts and sings in joyous celebration at being made whole. So we hold on tight. To whatever we can. To today. To each other.
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
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