Replete with enormous complexities,
Each clambering and demanding,
Their essences intoxicatingly fascinating,
Attentional vacuums greedily absorbing.
Such is life's eternal intricacies.
A fried and I were discussing life and she summed it up in the four words "complex, demanding, fascinating, absorbing". I wrote the four words down and forgot about them. I found them yesterday and thought, "Can I write a poem using those four words as the last word on each line?" I went close, but felt I needed the last line to give it context.
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