by d.x. liu
one day i sat in my armchair,
right by the Fireplace--
it was night outside,
and i saw a Face in the flames;
i asked:
why was i made?
to feel? to be?
i never asked for this;
i never wanted this;
and God replied:
freedom raped reason
in the backseat of a car
and she birthed the absolute I
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