REIN IT IN

I tossed away the complications

of Reality.

I threw caution and logic out together, as

there is no reasonable explanation

of how it could happen.

There is only the knowledge that I must

rein it in, because

this thing? this secret? shh…

It does not yet exist.

It can not yet exist.

It is not real,

despite what I think

I feel.

It does not yet exist.

I will subsist and I will

rein it in.

It makes Life no easier

to contemplate,

no harder

to narrate my own story;

I am no martyr.

Just because I rein it in

does not mean I accept the banality

of Reality.

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