Trading Infinity
(Alt: Nobody Owns the Land)
(Alt: Nobody Owns the Land)
This timeless land
of half-lives, forever
splitting through infinity
is emptiness playing at structure
relationship playing at form
each bond a bond
in passing
as real and absolute
as nothing, or anything,
at all.
And us, prepubescent bipedals,
caught in our feverish dream
of buying and selling
Earth and land,
trading Infinity,
with inky claims
on sheets of pulp
as real and absolute
as nothing, or anything,
at all.
I’ve caught the blackness
in between the stars
looking down and laughing
when I’ve stepped out
into its night
to take a leak--
and I’ve seen a pebble,
millions of years old,
smirking as it decomposed
in each second, knowing
itself to be as impermanent
as me and everything
else before my eyes
and under my feet.
of half-lives, forever
splitting through infinity
is emptiness playing at structure
relationship playing at form
each bond a bond
in passing
as real and absolute
as nothing, or anything,
at all.
And us, prepubescent bipedals,
caught in our feverish dream
of buying and selling
Earth and land,
trading Infinity,
with inky claims
on sheets of pulp
as real and absolute
as nothing, or anything,
at all.
I’ve caught the blackness
in between the stars
looking down and laughing
when I’ve stepped out
into its night
to take a leak--
and I’ve seen a pebble,
millions of years old,
smirking as it decomposed
in each second, knowing
itself to be as impermanent
as me and everything
else before my eyes
and under my feet.
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