Everything comes undone

Everything comes undone

Everything comes undone sometimes.
The center can not hold itself;
keep from dancing with abandon
like eloped lovers in the rain
rebelling with boisterous discretion
in these perplexing times.
Everything comes undone sometimes.
Meaning loses clarity,
reason has no claws.
What tears apart inside
is that question of being:
where Solace of Self lies.

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