Logical End - Poem by Douglas Scotney
I have difficulty calling it presence,
what it is I'm connected to.
Whatever it is
it wouldn't be it
unless I was connected to it.
Unless all were connected to it.
The more there are,
the more there is
evidence of its presence.
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