The Present Moment is Never Alone

They’re a consciousness
that is becoming,
not circling.

Filled with conflicted desires
they are anxious.
The one who worries
is responsible: flaw.

Their love
is a malediction
I must carry.

They’re the one I love
and they are everywhere.

I examine the moment
until it reveals
its layers.

The present moment
is never alone;
it’s crowded
with their echoes.
They’re alive
with refusal.

Happiness is fleeting
and peace everlasting—
The collapse
is the beginning.

I want
a less shattered world,
more closed tabs.
It’s exhausting;
having so many eyes on me.

I’m afraid
to be alone with myself.

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