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we never disconnect anymore

we go through the eye of a needle

remembering the pain of existence

and how it feels to be squeezed

racing crazily onward

on to the very dissolution of our souls

 it is the like a concert of missed turns

we all will  be too soon  left to consort with worms 

yes let us be eloquently tongue tied 

Is it good for an unknown poet,

to be humble and modest

out of touch

even though you don’t miss that much

this poet is not mystic

but I do feel that

enlightenment is a continuous process

like an impulse to a secret destination

distance

exists between legitimacy

and imagination

to accept certain anguish

is to express suffering with succinctness and care