© 2024 j.g. lewis
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Personal and Confidential
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Only Structures
The city has no direction.
Even the streets take you nowhere.
Sprawling. Stopping. Rethinking, recovering.
A destination as much as a distinction, home
to so many. Honoured by so few.
Only a place, only for a while, only to those
who wish to be somewhere else.
Identity. Community. Immunity for some.
Isolation within a population, advancing beyond
the imagination of so many.
To be a stranger is to remain present.
Loneliness. There is always a place.
This search for significance takes us
to inappropriate places: this city is full of them.
Each street. Every building.
The homes we pass by, the contents of which
we do not know; or understand. Only structures.
Will we find such a place where personal information
remains private property? Is it natural
or even possible?
Overlooking common sense, stigma, and the
interpretation of others, can we arrive at a place where
data does not exist?
How, then, will we document our days?
Who will keep track of our shortcomings?
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a country that needs help
11/06/2024
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speculation
This reality will surely change overnight,
or later. Vibrant colours, as if a miracle,
will appear. Overnight, or later in the day.
Speculation becomes a greater force, as we
wait, counting on seasons to mark years.
Temperature has as much to do with it as
our want or need for something more. We
wait for the visuals to just happen. Naturally.
When it does, and as it does, we cannot help
notice. Any day now, or any night. Or longer.
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understanding
Our view of love changes as
we age. What we feel, all we know
to be true, is provided a fresh point of view.
We forget, from time to time, what it was
when it was something else.
Perspective.
All the mental aspects of affection and
emotions will overwhelm if given a chance,
but for the longest time
we did not allow ourselves to know
the certain realm, or definite destination
of love and all it is capable of.
It is more than physical,
stronger than it has ever been, and
strengthened
over the years and beyond.
Empathy finds its place amidst
individual passions. Understanding becomes
the strongest sense of a relationship.
As we age, we are capable
of something greater, or have we just
realized, now, what love can truly be?
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