I'm not above.
I'm probably below
Or beside
And taking it all in
While forgetting my place
Mispositioning my identity using frivolous attempts at projecting a wholesome life as guideposts or the floor appearing just in time under my feet
I am not above.
I'm probably below
Or maybe beside
I'm watching this dance
Analyzing the steps as my body starts to move... unconsciously.
I'm staring in the known
Pretending it's the unknown.
As if it is the abyss
Of the vastness of all.
The unthought
Surfacing
The incomplete,
the simple complicated
The selected
The poured form
Floating and staying....
It might be time to face it.
I'm not as cool as I used to be.
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