Acceptance
want not
to ask
a word why
of any when
of a whole thing
within its infinite
parts
whether working
in accord
in discord
the line stops
as it started
you forget a face
your own
the winter world
you walk in
and out of
a trail of glass
worn to water
you sink to its bottom
squinting like warmed ice
on a windshield
Atlantis does exist
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