if i am true, will the universe
bend itself toward me? is life a fair
game? how are humans
any different from all the other
disgusting digestive systems which
simply happen to have sprouted legs?
where is the infinite you
located? is it anywhere near
the infinite i? do words make sense when
you shove them right up next to each other
like this? if i am true, do i get
a lollipop when i die? will you
make sure of that? if you are true
i will try to keep you
from collecting dust. and i
will try to hold you in my heart,
just so. if i am true, if you are true.
if the world is made of truth, if atoms
are trustworthy. if electrons, if ecstasy
and empathy and everything else. like a
stained glass window, if you could ever trust one.
what kind of a god
likes
stained glass windows? what kind of
god are you? or i? and yet
each time we sneeze, we create a million
billion universes. if i am true, maybe
they will be true too, and maybe
the entire spiral which is constructed
will not collapse
just yet.
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