Distance
As I move closer, as I move away,
As I lay still, as I splash around,
Distance is always there, to be
Reckoned with. It feels like a
Point in space, at the mercy of
Every other point to decide its
Utility as itself in this universe.
Inconsequential in inherence,
Building around itself a web of
Importance, by program, by the
Properties it was bequeathed.
As it waves around in its quest
For consequence, it really feels
Like a very small point in space.
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