The existence of small legitimacies
Create a disparity of emotion.
Purely on the baseline of an ear lobe or a name,
Tribes kill and Neolithic hunters maim.
Yet absence of motion generates the persistence of lack.
The empty cup stands still because no one will drink.
Within a harbor
subject to tides but hidden from waves dwells true devotion.
Desert rain is measured as constraint,
Much moisture, a restraint.
Old bones float like broken sticks along a broken stream.
Pain can be a pleasant consistency
Yet, brilliant joys, like falling stars incite a fatal gain.
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