fried food on a stick eaten in front of animals that are not yet food
we know there is more because others have told us not because we’ve seen
the shadows we cast say more about who we are than do reflections
a note of warning that your dog should stay away painted on a stick
moving back and forth there’s a subtle give and take in everything
sometimes life just takes but we keep showing up and giving even more
nothing can stand still even the motionless rock must travel through time
tension feeds progress through dynamic creation but what feeds tension?
by the time the mind builds up our anxiety the moment has passed
a small reminder of a long ago glory now just collects dust
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