To Linger Here in the Incomplete

There is no message.
To understand
 
You must see the whole,
Which,
Although approachable,
Is impossible to consume,
And leaves only an everlasting
Purgatory
Of debt.
 
There is no message.
To understand.
 
Only footsteps
On rain-stained concrete,
And eyes that fail
To meet,
Intimate in suffering.
 
So we linger,
Instead,
In the incomplete.

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