dissimilation

i would miss you if i weren't already caught up in some kind of amiss
and if i wrote to you, tonight it would rhyme. that sucks but it's beautiful
if only that meant something. it fucks me up that what i'm writing
could be sung.

i suppose that i am supposing. or cogito cogito ergo cogito sum...
a quote. meaning: i think i think therefore i think i am.
and yet...maybe i think too much and think i am something to be..,
thought about. but "i" come to realize that whenever i am lost,
whenever i am frustrated or disappointed; it is because i think...
that things should be other than they are.

well then, how am i to change things(?) perhaps by knowing. which is not
like thinking. i know in my bones that things about my behaviour need to change.
and the mirror of the people around me confirms it. but the change itself is
a downscaling. not an ascension to something that i can't be.

reader, i love you. because you are me. and if there is anything to love it is
me...which is you. if more needed to be said about the topic, i think they would
have discovered that about it 2000 years ago when it was being formulated.

and thank you. for loving [us] too.