but in that way where I know
I might have become too absurd for my own liking.
In that I don't exactly
like myself,
except I do,
"I do I do I do I do I do;"
look how clever I've become
to maintain my skillful claw-clings to practicality;
to have achieved this balance
everything is balance is everything
my life is a slow process of
perfection
whose definition liquefies
when I caress it
just so.
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