If you must carry the message,
permit it to presage
a thing you believe.
What deceives will aggrieve.
Or better still, be it,
then, like a breath, free it
and let it be gone.
You won’t stay past its dawn.
As there’s nothing to say,
Existence will shoo you away
to collapse like a star when it dies –
sooner or later, perhaps, to rise
to face a new foamy exchange
with the homeostasis of change.
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