793 2 1
|
The body does what a body must
|
89454
|
We’ll just choke on all our shit
|
105086
|
With small and fleshy hands/
I scratch at enigmatic stones,
|
94285
|
The thrum and the thrust//
have beaten conviviality out of me.
|
997109
|
Only last Friday, he was introduced/
around, smiling, healthy,/
a fine young man.
|
75943
|
a few numbers/
and a handful of their operations,
|
71654
|
Each brief life is lived in dedication//
to the honeyed buzz of the colony,
|
89265
|
Petty minds think arithmetic thoughts/
in units of dollars and cents//
and strive to quantify the world
|
93043
|
The blooms are practical/
and cannot see themselves
|
99976
|
We exist to facilitate/
successful conclusions of hopeless lives.
|
88365
|
Posit butterflies/
as evidence of heavenly design.
|
11662011
|
The nearsighted world/
puts on its lenses
|
13862112
|
Fear in a Handful of Dust
|
