#Half-lives

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slender haven
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I deliberately made this poem very jagged in rhythm and wordplay

waxen willow
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ou la la

slender haven
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hi trtl!

waxen willow
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hmm, hadn't I read it before?

waxen willow
slender haven
waxen willow
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i like it a lot

slender haven
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I wanted to explain the poem so I posted it here as opposed to poetry discussion

waxen willow
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oo, ok

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I think I live in halves 🙂

slender haven
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waxen willow
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it's really damn good, especially the idea

slender haven
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thank you 😭

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berry kind of you to say

waxen willow
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hmm, maybe a Godel refference would have been suited better than the Schrodinger one

slender haven
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the poem doesn't have difficult diction or iambic pentameter or even a consistent stanza structure so I know it looks simple at a first glance but I overthought a lot of it

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it's meant to sound a bit satirical

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:D

waxen willow
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yk, we don't need to hide behind the words

slender haven
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perhaps

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I like schrodinger's better though

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my point was not to continue the theme of incompleteness but to show a grim resolution to the internal conflict in the poem

waxen willow
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haha, yea, conceptually, yea

slender haven
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Yes, schrodinger's cat is "in limbo" in the liminal space of life and death

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but if you think about the cat in that box by itself stuck

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it struck me that it is dead

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just psychologically

waxen willow
slender haven
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reminded me of the eternal struggle to find meaning

waxen willow
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we agonize over whether we are 'alive' or 'dead' to the point where we are living as though we are dead

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poor kitty stuck in a box

waxen willow
slender haven
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poor us, stuck in our own heads...

slender haven
waxen willow
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It is the tik
with the echos in tak
forever the trick
about that…shall we talk?

Maybe the seconds
love burning themselves,
igniting their reckons,
words flaming the shelves

The warmth is empty
between the red tongues
am I worthy
to know their holes?

The fire dances waltz
hearing our breath,
spinning the moments
among the death

But all this warm rot
seems to have a scope
expecting Godot

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Maybe meaning comes from waiting

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we're born waiting to die

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we just occupy our minds with something else until then

slender haven
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"Maybe the seconds
love burning themselves,
igniting their reckons,
words flaming the shelves"

no because this is amazing

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my goodness

slender haven
slender haven
waxen willow
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he's already damned

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he's freed

slender haven
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would you say we are free because we too are damned?

waxen willow
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we're not free

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time is insuportable for us if we don't wait for something

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it doesn't make any sense

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we need to wait

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even if that means to go up with the elevator

slender haven
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I think we are free in our certainty as we wait

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certainty in our eventual death

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certainty in our uncertainty

waxen willow
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yep

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exactly

slender haven
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life is fun that way

waxen willow
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half alive

slender haven
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living is dying

waxen willow
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🙂

slender haven
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dying is living

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ah the agonizing duality

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waxen willow
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haha exactly

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very nice poem

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let me star it

slender haven
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aw thank you heart

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I appreciate it

waxen willow
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I hope you'll have a supercalifragilistic day today

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or night

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or afternoon

slender haven
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I hope you have a great day :D