Perhaps it was the terror of the past for not finding clarity fast enough
That there are still so many unanswered questions
But look there!
But look here!
the thing but the thing but is it any surprise that the thing served as inspiration as difference as something more and greater and so repetitive and so on the thing and so on the thing
a place but we have no place. an area but not but a geography but something and the interruptions don’t stop not ever
and of course you remember your moment your failure your size and we now remember the details
did you read them? that mark that missed entrance that failure but not failure as you would have understood
and why do we remember you so such grand illusions no transgressions against what we find when we find you. such love such passion so easy we would make it sound what were you?