Erasure
And how do we keep
from being evil
except to insist
on nothing,
to refuse to speak
or make
a single mark?
Existing in space
and time with
any other existing
thing that
possesses its
unique will
is to be other,
and thus,
a comparison,
a threat, an evil.
Light is
the dark's evil.
Indifference
is agony
to both hate
and love.
The grass,
well the grass
we know,
is greener, more
lush and
intends to grow.
Offend or fade,
the longer you go,
the thicker your lines,
or the thinner your paper.
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