Teeter

Floating here
Outstretched limbs
Patiently waiting
for my other half
to figure out
with longitudinal precision
where the fuck I am
exactly
Out of the billions of options
cascading and colliding
in the same submissive pose
on a tiny spinning pin prick
dangling on the edge
of the perceived universe
where there are
an infinite number
of random possibilities
that we  and the love we seek
don’t even exist
at all.

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