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Cognitive Diffidence



Nothing lurks on the verge of everything.
Beware! It's there!

The closest thing is too remote,
I can't approach myself.

You may not know what you're missing,
but you're still missing it.

The argument that justice applies
only to the finite is hard to refute.

If err you must, best to err
on the side of kindness.

Your heart a crystal decanter,
filled and drained, filled and drained.

Time is the wind
made when what moves moves.

All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.