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a full set of teeth
if it becomes exhausted
it dies
because there is nowhere else for it to go
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and living is moving
no matter how slow
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though it matters
because that’s what it is
--
because that’s what we call it
is matter the thing that can produce things
so we are
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afraid to run too fast
or fly too high
or question with aggressive rigor
because what if we find out what exhaust us?
we’d know where we weren’t enough
that we were only enough for not enough
because there wasn’t anything more in us
it might mean there wasn’t anything more
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so that if our doing didn’t matter
we would know for sure we didn’t
being
we are what
we do
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and the space we filled is a vacuum when we go demanding
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contradiction is its breath
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afraid to loose
for lack of finding
afraid to find
for what we’ll loose
you’ll want to hold your breath to balance
though you know you’ll have to do something else
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you’re afraid you’ll be like it is
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inexhaustible
--
and you’ll never get to stop
“men must always be driven from the letter, for they love so to stick there.”
John Milton