I carry a love ball
I bounce it against a hate wall
For that split second of impact
The ball is consumed with hate
As I catch it on the way back
I wonder, does that split second dominate?
Stochastic tosses touch a truth
Is truth an average of moments?
Am I completely oblivious to
What my incessant tossing foments?
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