8548. POLYANTROPIC

POLYANTROPIC

I'm kind of burned out and frazzled,

like the rowboat that leans, like the

oar with a hole, like the paddle that

no longer turns. So, present-arms it is!

Here's what I have. No challenge now.

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No time for the insecure blinding, and

I don't know what I can offer anyway.

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There's an oak tree in my living room;

thirty feet high, with sacred green leaves

that never wither or die. Never fall, and

never Fall. How's that for certainty.