Seek

Written by Jacob Ibrag

There are things I can’t divulge

into you just yet. Even if I was to expose

these secrets, you wouldn’t understand. We’d

speak in mirrored tongues diverged in meaning.

The mind is cradled by a lining made up of taught

reality. Once this lining is ripped, I promise you’ll

be ready. Until then, seek the black hole from

which nothing makes sense. I’ll be there

a minute before you find it.

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