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14.ii.26
to
exist is one thing
just a draft
to be a thing
just to be
to be matter
solid, neither made
nor ever to be other-than
unless something else
changed, yes of course
and there’s our pure delight
just to be thing un-thing
solid, or not
even diaphanous, entity
or else a force
and some say nature
to such extent
to matter
so then to live
if idly
as by whim
to even grow
say reach
be moved
not just by breeze
or Earth’s turning
to go
tug tide
to tell it to the moon, the
stars
and on alone
come the wriggle inch
till wheel
till roll along
decide your way
or all fours crawl
not be where you were
planted
to feel along
to touch we’d say
and more
the eye and catch at
to hear the tall wind
cringe
then to know it for a fact
to know I am deciding
to know this as I am
clock’s ticking
even when there’s none
to watch
and know you’re watched
to entertain suspicions
to tell
I mean to speak of this
to mean
and so to wonder why
to know what what’s what
know what you don’t
and to forget
then upright
count distance
stare out the sky
to know you go
be for a while remembered
this is as far as we’ve come
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