everywhere I go

I meet aspects of myself

I'd sooner forget

having absorbed their calamities

and feeling beaten and exhausted

seeing my huge mistakes

and my suffering of them

have done nothing but reduce me to who I am


everywhere I go

the crass brotherhood of our Oneness

crushes us despite our atonements

with the One there is no easy grace

no convenient postponements

only the instant of some terrible reckoning...




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