i did not choose
i fell into this promise
a day at a time
scribing pieces of myself
onto imaginary walls
i wonder how this brick may crumble
fracture pixles cracking in the foreground
how technology will or wont hold these pieces
keep them warm in my absence
when i forget they ever exited
when i fail to return
and which pieces will have the pull enough about them
to bring me home
when i least expect it
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