From August 4th, 2025 : 1118 AM

i feel like there's a point in time

after a fish is caught

flopping on the wire or pierced by teeth.

that its eyes quiet and

stillness.

stillness.

stillness.

overtakes

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and its not akin to giving up bc there is no way out.

there is no "winning"

like floating out in the ocean.

there is no land.

nothing to swim to.

so it grants itself peace.

acceptance.

greiving in a second.