Julien

Julien

A Poem by But,itis,theend

Your emotional implication. Your emotional conveyance. Your emotional inflection. Your emotional relatability. Your emotional presence. You must contain emotional intelligence through the roof. The burden of knowing more about yourself than anyone can dream of matching. The burden of constantly thinking you don't. Constantly thinking. Daggers and buckshot. Salves and balms. Nothing is mundane and all at once it is.
It all goes by.

© 2019 But,itis,theend


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Has an obsessive-compulsive sound to it. The last two sentences are more meaningful than they seem to be at first glance. A thoughtful piece.

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Added on July 28, 2019
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But,itis,theend
But,itis,theend

Hyannis, MA



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Good place to let it fly. I wish only to let it go. more..

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