September 1, 2019Poem

Is anything real

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Is anything real

Images reconstructed

To fulfil a notion

Preconceived

As a learned response

To reward

An acceptance of

Archetype

The world

A collection of secondhand

Descriptors

An unconscious

Shared agreement

To alleviate

A fugue

Of confusion

An accident of design

To prevent collapse

A conformity

Of individuated

Experiences

Deftly created

As intrapersonal

Leaps of imagination

With overlapping

Stages of mutual

Regard

Are we all alone

Together

Experiencing

The same things

Differently

Reacting

With predictable

Patterns of response

To similar situations

Differentiating

Distinct outcomes

As choices

Believing we are connected

When we agree

Recognition

Is a currency

And without it

We are penniless

Roaming untethered

Unresponsive

To accepted models

Of human behaviour

Rogue states

Friendless disregards

A paradigm shift

Too far.