you know,
i much prefer the diplomas
in the bathroom,
space to contemplate soak up
bath bubbles, popping, somehow giving me
answers
to questions i haven’t yet
been asked.


and that’s what bothers me, i think,
the expectation for answers…
yes i have answers, how can one not
have answers to the world that you’re seeing,
with your own eyes, no other
truth can be truer
than your own.
(right, God?)
—descartes


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