• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 02
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non sequitur

the most i can say
has already been said;
ideas cloaked in pithy
sentences or sometimes
a double-edged sword

that banishes me
from sanity at best,
and myself at worst—

this strange need
to plunge headlong
into starlight

vanishes when i
set out to varnish
the truth

just below
the epidermis.

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