Poem: The Known

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This constitution, this foundation. Well.
It has no where-with-all, no staying power
anymore.

The grieving continues but I am still here:
Embarrassed, heartbroken, catatonic.
There is something more you need to say

In order for it to be different, this time.

But you knew that.

So did I.