I Hereby Maintain

I hereby maintain there is a spiritual provenance

to every breathing blinking thing & every thing

that isn’t breathing, blinking – in the sinking

of our roots & the innumerable shoots from them

which breed and die and rot and dry to ash

to aid the fertile impulse which exacts from

muck-induced disturbance the rash furtherance

of our absurd collective soul; I say there is

collective soul & we are it – & we inordinately fit.











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