We put needs first
as needs must, above
desires, wishes, wants
according to urgency,
not taste - it's not pleasure
we need, so much.
Such waste,
to drive ourselves on, obediently
to the yoke of need with such purpose, firm
- and the yolk
of the broken eggs on our face
that it takes
to make an omelette -
filled up with need,
folded over deftly, and left
to burn
'til we're through with it.
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