loops on top of loops on top of loops

the closer I get,
the farther I feel.

nothing I write reaches the others,
nothing they say or do reaches me.

Unrelatable-
everything I write of,
everything I say instead of saying what they expect of me to say-
Unrelatable.

the closer I get,
the farther I feel.

and I can’t!
like most of my generation
and all generations past–
I can’t speak and write like them;
in temporary laws,
politics, social constructs,
in news,
in false definitions of liberty,
in fake expressions of empathy…
nor in movements:
old, new.

to me,
everything just seems to repeat itself.

it goes
it goes…
then again
(same pattern, different actors)
it comes back.

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