arithmetic.

the angels and demons

are the same

fighting for the innocence

of being right

belief based on

circumstance

they’re all guilty

friction creates energy

creates the passing of time

so that nothing is ever

exactly the same

the balance is always off

nothing is level

the message is never clear

the frustration

of all the same

unanswered questions

that mean nothing

over and over again

draw endless circles

in my mind

i’m sure that somehow

it all makes sense

and that the math is right

i’m just not getting it

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