Already

I can already taste it on my tongue,

that which I often indulge

is somehow ever-present in my senses.

Before the act of my decision

a decision’s been made;

an outcome decided.

And yet I may rage against it,

if I foolishly so decide.

There are things in this reality

which may seem

absurd, insensible,

by definition undefinable.

But there is a there, there

or we’re all mad – and perhaps so.

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