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Unconsciousness Unawares

It's really hard to believe
an unconsciousness
that you're not aware of
in some distant way,
similar to your repeated
falling away
in a hall of mirrors,
or one of those loops
that keeps on keeping on
in your though-patterns

but it must be what I wasn't
conscious of in 1824,
when Beethoven, deaf
and lead poisoned
and alcoholic
wrote his Ninth Symphony,
or what I won't be conscious of
in 2371

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Publicerad 2021-10-20 12:47

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