If you and I should,
Again, meet
In this trundling kaleidoscope
Of chaotic realms;
Then for the briefest of moments,
Pretend that you know me;
Smile a bit and greet me–
In that crucial millisecond
Of hurtful, unavoidable collision,
Let’s both hide the cracks
And permit the gaping universe
To continually believe
In frolicsome unicorns
And selfless, forever love–
Even when our hearts
Are already broken
And our souls bleed
Of that rancid bitterness,
Embodying quashed hope
And discarded dreams.

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