Saturday, February 7, 2026

what is it that remains

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tell me a story

with your fingers tracing words 

and secret meanings

down my spine with 

a cautious design


tell me a story 

taking your time

punctuating a silence

with a deep breath

and a reminder that 

this is all illusion anyway

and little more than 

all our experiences combined

could ever shift this

into a whole new dream

or illusion

as it were


false prophets and charlatans are 

everywhere

calling for that which they cannot

command

Blink, and their lives are over

What remains

is time and space

for truth to arise. 

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