mm so
be yourself and never change
have always seemed clear opposites to me,
wondering since a shakespeare in oregon
at the impossibility of being to thine own
self true. / I don't know I agree
that the soul exists and is built entirely
of attentiveness but at least that feels
possible in its unownership. / I agree
we mostly grow by dying, though
I would add that heartbreak
is the hurt of hope, that
loving, like organizing,
may be a skill just as
murder is a skill, dependent
on outcome. / But who then
are its professionals,
its assassins? / Examine
my need to ask that question,
alright. / . / hang on, I'm just
panicking. your face /
makes people question
democracy. / and mounted police
are now pushing forwards
to restore order and restrain
childish assembly. / if she'd never
get to eat you / like your heart's
a pomegranate, there'd be no
tender underworld in which
to do things you can't be.
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