eight impressions (8)

breath taken,
i remember how
it felt to feel without
these extra layers:
of guardedness,
electronica,
cynicism,
noise, and
misapprehension

to be in touch with the world,
you must stand outside it,
alone.

not armed with others’ thoughts,
but fully in the experience,
which, admittedly,
gets harder with time

but not today.
here, in this place,
i feel, and what’s more,

i feel what it is

to feel

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