ma

to organize it all,
sort it, sift through,
leave only what is precious
for validation.
oscillating between wanting it all
and the emptiness,
and it’s okay.
this universe is big enough for
the contradictions
my mind and body balk at.
hypocrite?
not i!
we are made
in waves.

this heavy wooden casket
is weighing me down.
please, move it out.

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