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Easier
Easier
no gravity, no friction
to push against
me or pull me farther than I want to go
here it's effortless
to build
marble palaces, steel truss bridges, rotting stocks.
I graffiti my own walls.
the materials are everywhere
it's easier here
and new become old
becomes new, recycled in an equation—
nothing lost
here's a whole world built
and being built
and I am its
god to a world without people;
why wait for them to fall?
it happens to the naïve:
people come, people see
what is real
is what they see
and sometimes people break
the ugly dilapidated obsolete wasteful obscene
carcasses of a world already
conquered.
I'm not naïve.
I'm not a hermit, either. I let some in
to some places sometimes:
they come to admire the scenery,
but they're here to see and think
reality; a technicality is enough.
here's a whole world
built
and being built
for no eyes to see and no hand to touch—
it's easier and
safer and
the building is just enough.
no gravity, no friction
to push against
me or pull me farther than I want to go
here it's effortless
to build
marble palaces, steel truss bridges, rotting stocks.
I graffiti my own walls.
the materials are everywhere
it's easier here
and new become old
becomes new, recycled in an equation—
nothing lost
here's a whole world built
and being built
and I am its
god to a world without people;
why wait for them to fall?
it happens to the naïve:
people come, people see
what is real
is what they see
and sometimes people break
the ugly dilapidated obsolete wasteful obscene
carcasses of a world already
conquered.
I'm not naïve.
I'm not a hermit, either. I let some in
to some places sometimes:
they come to admire the scenery,
but they're here to see and think
reality; a technicality is enough.
here's a whole world
built
and being built
for no eyes to see and no hand to touch—
it's easier and
safer and
the building is just enough.