Dust as God as Dust

I really loved the sense of despair. Not that I love despair, but I think you captured it really well. It makes me wonder if we are condemned to simply exist in this life, or if there is hope for a harmonic worldly existence. That’s the feedback that came into my head, but honestly when I read it back it sounds really froofy (if that’s a word). So I’m sharing this feedback with a bit of reservation. Your poetry has me inventing words, thank you - my mind just expanded in a puff of Froofiness. I am not sure I related to the part that said to “never call for me” that come across very annihilistic and I questioned your sincerity in that part a bit.

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