There are people I would die for. There are people I would die for.
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My neighbor, true to his word,
brought an ax and felled the tree at its stump
He was right, of course.
Until we see each other again
when the Wind blows,
Your Loving Father, Job
Billows were breaking, sea against sand,
long before prime had rung from any bell—
I can either fall or plunder
Or maybe it’s better
To surrender to the fear
Of life and death
And all that surrounds it.
Hello music of the stars! Hello
sunburn! I am ready to shed my
inhibitions.
The math of this isn’t diminishment
always
if expansion is imagined———
The target?
Innate, guileless, innocent, and simple
intentions, plans, and creativity