Friday, May 22, 2009

the objective


the objective

I wasn't made for this
to chase free variables
difficult to approach, gain intimacy
not by eye contact, but catching the evading transformations
they don't care if I'm persistent
and would rather surrender their evidence
to a higher virtue quotient
-- as if I was the fugitive

yet I'm negotiating the proof
that I really exist

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