Influence

Influence’s nature is to influence. Its confluence

of inferences courses in exactly like a tide

which sits astride you like a savior: Neptune
on a wave, encompassing the slew of you,

disseminating through – inseminating porous
surfaces to breed new inward constellations
of itself. It knows just how to manage
who you think you are so that you feel you’re

spinning round a star whose organizing gravity
has finally begun to make Existence tractable.
Then, having spun, you wane with it like mist –
its stains refrain, retract. This is its remaining fact.






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