Hope, hope
is straight up, pretty
delusional, huh? A reaction,
not knee- but heart-
jerk, I guess. There's more
to us. And it's not gravity
that's pulling us close
but a reaction against.
A reaction within us,
against all of the forces
that lawsy, hem us in
until we're crushed
by the last straw - or
was it the first?
the first instant of all, we began
- catching up to us, fast?
We will die
but
we know we are better than that. Though we know not how. We have
raised our eyes
We react
against.
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