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A slow death
in the same way life is,
at once a sounding no and a screaming yes
... but I’m an optimist, and
the hypothetical sweetness of you
is yet to be replaced
by bitter aftertaste.
Quarks joined together
and subatomic particles joined together
and atoms joined together
and here I am,
because my mass is insufficient
to create enough attraction.