A feeling creeps out of twilight’s residue.
It’s a feeling clobbered by the idea
that to get somewhere you have to take it
step by step, an idea which ignores
the existence of the leap.
What a mess I was when you discovered me
discovering the process of linear thought.
It turns out that we both had been caught
in the same tar pit which sits
between will and idea.
We were both still young enough
to conceive a difference, after all
but soon came to find that there was only tar;
the limits were a fabrication, a consequence
of our two minds’ mutual inability
to accept that we were stuck and sinking
without any hope of breaking free…

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