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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

--

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

--

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

--

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