With its monolithic power
THE WORLD enters our door
THE WORLD
big and in upper case
conspires against optimism
once more
IT rolls
IT tumbles
loudly
THE WORLD pushes its way through
the small things everyday
and strips us both off our useless artillery
It makes us small
even in the rooms we had built around us
even in our world... simple and in lower case
and yet
in the midst of this disproportionate mayhem
i concede myself the right to expect and wish
to survive
to once more
and for once
be with you
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