The Split

The Split

From the well,
where we all are one,
there comes a desire.

To see what’s out there
beyond one’s self
companionship
and to satiate
a creative fire.

And like a cell
that’s going through
the phases of mitosis,
while exhilarating,
it also creates
a state of
neurosis.

What once was one
is no more,
I am me,
and you are you.

And the division
continues
exponentially.

There can be purpose
from seeing things
from many points of view.

Yet when this happens,
seeing the whole picture
often becomes
askew.


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