--Adam Clay
Even if our minds do trick us, even if we act as shadows
on a wall
blindly unaware of the sun setting behind us,
the earth cannot pause without us. The earth could not be anything
without the sum of its parts
we tell ourselves. Like asking what God wants, like asking what
any of us wants. As if desire is all it takes to make any of us a god
that some insect somewhere might
bow down to. The trees all have two names that split this town-
all towns-
dissecting a story into a beginning and an end.
Yes, that perfectly.
Overhead, a single bird flaps its wings.
Overhead, a thousand birds flap their wings-
And the moment of hesitation, of action, of disaster comes and then goes
and the question mark at the end of the tunnel is in reality a single rock,
a rock that exists despite the world’s intentions, despite the direction
in which the world leans.
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