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Release
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Release

But it can’t be done
Here I am
In this body
Thinking about these hands
On this keyboard
Typing out into space
And everything
And everyone
I’m connected to

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Release

As if I can unbecome that which I am
As if I can wave power away
As if I can wave discourse away
As if I can wave subjectivity away
As if I can wave my body away

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No one understands
What it’s like
To be inside my head
Picking everything apart
Trying to get at its core

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It’s an impossible task
I try and open it up
That irrational inside
But everything becomes ordered
Put into place
And paralysis sets in

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Release

I fondle words
On the tip of my tongue
But before releasing them
I interrogate them
“What do you mean?”, I say
“Why you?”, I say
It cannot be done
All I have is this self
Surveying the world
Taking everything in
Trying to make sense of it
I am
Forever and always
This ordered being
Never able to let go
Bound eternally
Inside order
And reason