...A Poem by Ookpikhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bExFkJezqxE&ab_channel=HaveaNiceLife-Topic
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. . "I'm going." . . I say, almost as if . To the celling. . . "I'm not going to stay." . . The pauses that intersperse those words - . That hinge with pointed angularity, and cut . Alongside the punctual, and precise, . Death defying contingencies, to which . Those syllables are inextricably linked - . Echo adjacent to the latent gravity . That anchors itself to their meaning. . . And as you watch me go, . Beyond the precipice . Of the motel's room . And its sliding glass door, . And into the Schrodinger's cat-expanse . And Pavlovian allure, of elsewhere, . . You don't waste the time . Trying to ascertain . Where it is I intend to go - . . You just reconcile that I'm gone . And that you ought not pay the mind . Of your unsaid queries, . Knowing, that there won't be anybody there . To ask after them, thereon, and anymore. . . .
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