Singularity
Now
My concentration
Keeps it from expanding out
Into messy dissolution
No past, no present
Only possibilities
How long can I ignore them?
Resentments, regrets
Fears and obligations
Infinite density
Purity of thought
All history in an instant
The paradox of being here now
All else is illusion
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April 27, National Poetry Writing Month (3 more days to go!)
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