smiling faces, ballet kids,
grandma stops in.
i search for patterns
scanning eyes for something, but
i come up empty.
i see these frames like
movies stills, illustrations
from some kids story.
but listen:
no one wrote this plot
there was no exposition,
no character arc,
nothing will be concluded.
without a second thought
i have joined the endless
pursuit of meaning
in meaningless artifacts.
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