& mine only

there are moments

& this might be one of them

where the faces swim into vision

leering at the window of my past

peering in to create a future

where the verbalising takes place

scolding me for my waste

my taste in delivering adventures

to the maw of experience

I am but a conglomeration of these

those admonitions premonitions struggles

drive formed of predispositions & worse

all the faults carried over to bear witness

to my failings that are mine

& mine only

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