experience junkies want life
to be evidential as proof
and conscious mind
as going to the movies together.
I want to study
who experiences for me
as they are so full of narrative
as if I have an anecdotal tail
following my every after.
maybe remembering is out of hand
as the impact of imprint gone directionless
as if I live for my signature to the day.
experience is so in vogue
as if it is impossible to question
as a method of usage
or an approach to awareness’s manner of course.
I feel like a consciousness dumpster
for all that there is to directly perceive
without a cover or nightly disregard.
who of me does this so unaware?
who is on the mike
and ever with the download?
maybe experience is overrated
and possibly bad technique.
I want to be excused from audience
even of self, to be so.
I’m not saying amnesia
or a blindness as a stupor,
just connectivity without the account,
accordance without the show,
confluence as the collective heartfelt,
as if the pour
but without the need for fill . . .
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