In the catholicity of shared emotions
I find I am lost, swept along
as a sand dollar rolled by the tides,
by the astonishingly contemporary
the seemingly transcendent realities
of the choice before;
wonderful or awful,
or awe-filled.
Caught between, "Once upon a time. . ."
and, ". . .happily ever after."
lie the technological advances
breeding loss of intimate connectivity,
this being the stuff of the story
I find myself in.
Where, "All for one. . ." soon morphs
to, ". . .once and for all."
the sum of my heroic efforts
fall short of legerdemain,
the unattainable ending
fading from sight
even as I discover
it's been poisoned by fairy tale.
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