I thought I understood it.

"I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it,
But I didn't, not really.
Only the smudgeness of it,
The pink-slippered, all containered,
Semi-precious, eagerness of it.

I didn't realise it would sometimes be more than whole,
That the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea.
Because it's the halves that halve you in half.

I didn't know, don't know, about the between bits,
The gory bits of you, and gory bits of me."

– Anna, Like Crazy

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