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the sun endeavors, confident its dark—no longer an “intent” tending instead toward our existence (“nothing” than its effort) —is engendered.
how is this so? regard the pores that holes under take
an embryo’s appetite
What the sun seeks Is what the knot In the head of a sunflower Thinks—to rush a hole That reeks with sleep
there is no careless surrender
without is how death cares for the absence life engenders & in so yielding life is without
I am without help!
What can it mean?
Needs & Provisions
But in this state of “without” together this “we”
Is nothing!
God
if the eternal becomes life to “become” is without that which eternity seeks or that which birth brings—death, this “void” between, itself becomes—yes, without life & without eternity
to be alive buried it is immortal & the not?—death becomes above the shoveled-under, life!
the hole we leave to receive life & limb
gopher snake
the void is without & yet whatever its breath death is its intention—a forwardness that should drown the dead
what is joined by what asunders? Finitude— a grave effort to pursue endless possibilities
hamlet
