Loathsome and wise,
fearsome and fierce,
fulsome and fond:
I am three of these things.
I can never be more
than three things at once.
Or maybe I could,
but who the hell wants
to juggle five things
or even, four? When
being wants only
what's been before.
What's mastered
habitually to puissance.
So: generally three
is the most, at once.
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