In every moment find a long consideration
not of other moments but of who you have not
known: a parade of hearts before the stand
of human love, for the one who never came
or came but did not speak in time. Words
are what we toss aside, store in books.
But finding words of who you have not fully
been and saying them with fire on the plain
or on a rocket out of daylight's
inconsideration: Saying this is all
identity allows. The rest can be
accepted. Then the light will make
you one with who you are.
- Jack DuVall
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