you
don’t make sense to me
sensibly
I
question your sentiment
and why you were
sent to me
whether
you were
an instrument
or a symphony
something
to scoff,
or to be taken
seriously
but
this has been
the scenario
for centuries
people like you
misuse
people like me,
simile
but
yet we seem,
so,
similarly
unable to be civil
so we
seek to be
something else
quite simply
sirius
before such assembly
silent
and so unsettling
something about it
seems
strategically
speaking of which,
are you speaking to me
or
are you whispering
is that your presence
in his absence
or my good fortune,
serendipitously
as I am only being selfish
and for good reason,
that it happens
effortlessly
at times like all,
especially.

-see

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@seethepoet