what i didn't know when i was born:
bow down.
so much of what i got taught:
bow down.
once, a universe in my head,
and now, instead, bowed down.
fraudulent to aspire to a true state of grace—
bowed down.
we believe too little—
bowed down.
threat of prison,
poverty,
loneliness—
bowed down, bowed down, bowed down.
just like those who came before,
bowed down.
Yet, I am the point where infinity begins in all directions.
And time hangs in me like a jacket in the closet.
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