in remission
I was eavesdropping on their conversation
hoping between the lines
there might reside some sort of poetry
however it became a sad situation
how the latter was not in tune with the former
& vice versa
both seemingly drifting apart
since the day their music died
but when learning death had reawakened
into her earthly body
I came to understand the madness
residing inside his compassion
april two thousand twenty-four
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