i can't decide
if the hurt behind
my eyeballs is from
the lack or the loss.
lack of the necessary
loss of the touch
the touch of the infinite
muse leaning down to
kiss my lips and see
through my eyelids
- creating a waterfall,
where before it was just a leak.
i can not decide,
and i might just melt
with all this indecision.
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