The Kingdom of Context

Sometimes
it's enough to know
we think that time isn't linear,
that space
has a granular texture,
& that everything
is stardust,

even the dog-shit
your lover stood in this morning,
with a red rose gift
brought because no one ever taught them
any other way to display their affection.

Sometimes
there's just no reason
why things happen, or at least
not one that we can see.

We’re all just subjects
in the Kingdom of context &
must learn to live with it…

                        but please
don't ask me how
because
I haven't got a fucking clue…

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