The auto erasure of history
From one day to the next.
An amnesia of complexity.
A singular reduction
To a non integral system.
The enduring illusion of the centre
Could not hold
Against the centrifugal onslaught.
The priority of things.
Imploded within
Fragmented without.
The reality remains.
Scattered like mercury,
Cold and magnetic.
It pulls back to itself.
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