Eyes open and no thoughts about it
It sees me
It knows me
Eat the fruit and you will know
Plan A was life
And plan B was life too
Drink the cup and you will know it
Draw near to it
Neither supra nor infra can change it
That's what Nietzche said lawyers are for
Fire and hail, snow and ice, tempestuous winds make life worth living
Just stub your toe and that all changes
Dust was plan A
And there never was a plan B
Procreation seems so cruel
Without eating the fruit
Who would know?
The grass withers
The flower fades
And we know it
We beget and more is known
And they know it too
Clement said that jealousy and strife have overthrown great cities and uprooted great nations
How blessed and marvelous are the gifts of God
Eyelids close to think about it
The tree is me
The tree is you 1
1 This is a poem I wrote on 9/08/17, shortly after being exposed to the amazing poetry of Anne Sexton.
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