.:JUSTICE: an immeasurable maybe:.

 
she exists
giving into the narrative
the pro and the con, the potentiality of loss
the rationalization to
take it all in

she exists
she's heard and has seen things
the ebb, the flow of the tide
been on that ride as dizzy as all can get

out & about attempting to catch her own breath

she exists

burdened with
yet another wry why, another
how come, another
bell rung

no fun, but
she’s learning
perhaps just enough

justice

her wheels; for and about deals
the appeals
those self serving squeals

they just keep rolling  

it's her existence

so she must make room
this as she tries to “evenly” ward off any additional corrosion
the corruption

we don't know; but
we do think at intervals she's had a portion  

but what if she hasn’t?
what if all of this has
been for naught?

the motion
the stillness
the question
the answer

the whole lie

mindless adventure
all of her "good things" which
took us through time
seemingly sightless but never the blind

never quite full

serving the mysticism of an immeasurable maybe

where
everyone but her
have had sightings a bit crazy
                                                                




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art: 3d2Nano