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Al fin, I see

what did i do to deserve the opportunity to
breathe to
skip to
laugh or to
love or to
cry or to
create?
I absorb everything that revolves around me.

i am here now and i exist

my fingers pressing keys
thinking pondering observing

at times the routine of each sunrise and sunset seems monotonous and thus i reflect
weariness
i grow displeased
vexed
i complain how the earth and all of its quirks are becoming
cumbersome
i , Machiavelli
try on my own to decipher
and without the omniscient sovereign guidance from above
I am but
a fallen empire, a
broken guitar string

i am here now and i exist

my fingers pressing keys
thinking pondering observing

I am mediocre at best, I am
decayed
the mundane and all of its malignancy taints me
the false truths
the rust
surround me
all of poor quality
detrimental and
especially sinister

i am here now and i exist
my fingers pressing keys
thinking pondering observing

allurement and seduction losing their grasp
disengaging
and i float with the breeze.

i am here now.

Katherine Johnson © 2006

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