A neverending circuit is long
And in neither now or never
It isn’t what it is, it’s an Other.
Disrupting the exhausted
Stuttering in absence
And discontinuously constant
To a disagreeing in agreement.
Straying in our staying
Relinquishing necessity
And you are the intersection
Of an androngynous spark
Blindness is a seeing
And a seeing that is blind
You are the endless and moribund
Chaos of never deciding.
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