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YES you are changing, likeYears are being combed right off you bristling, but aYolk broken at the beginning of the world cannot unbreak. Your past is cracked open. A life you can't unchange.You could say entropy is unforgivable, You could say it keeps us awake.
Yes this hurts, remembering. For a month fire ripped my left side ribsYet I took my medication every day,Yet I mixed my elixir for gentleness—but inside I remainYawing like a message-bearing bottle in high seas. I still seeYou in my dreams, in a yellow stardust place, in a yawning breaking wave. I Yell after you: were we Yoked to a drowning boat by birth or are we OK?You are learning to live & I’m getting younger every day.