It's silly to ask, "what is this distance?"
It brings up September-5th references, "Quintessence of Dust,"
To call to mind the feeling of dissolving into nothing,
Made of particles, and transparent.

Glass is easy, sand is easy,
Words are not as easy as glass and sand.

What does it mean, when suddenly
Roses and lights and feathers feel like too much,
Like something impossible,
Far away as health?

<<agé chose>>

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