the human experience

scrawling on thick ripped paper,
I hear the hum of my fridge.
the drawn lines would curl
and then shape,
making no sense at all artistically.
one letter became two words,
hello there
I try to decode the message.
meaningful, yet undefined.
the human experience is here.
it doesn’t care about validation.
label at your own risk.
words are just words,
lines are just lines,
the being is you,
the experience is yours.



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