Kit Kelen #495 - the creatures

495

the creatures

each miracle for entity

for sentience

are they not a tree too?

the creatures

long in their travels

and never arrived

they brood

they are always attempting existence

death defies their ends

and are they not taken for granted?

with after all we're-here-because

how many legged?

each has beginning, middle and nether

as long and lean as string

few of them are measured

still each is a calculating risk

locus of focus is all appetite

how have we come?

none think to see

they are sunshine each

every scar a healing

no one knows

the rules of the game

I'm just saying

this is the map of where they went

of where they might yet go

proud to number selves among

all salutation, yes sir, no

isn't it light from which they are cast

are we not shaped for a question?

there is the possibility

that this has no meaning

in order to be here, I believe

time must have passed into each

it's by way of inattention

all come to the moment here