trying to remember the names 
of all those Greeks and no denying it
through inaction and stubborn nature we
have chosen this and also true
we never quite got this world & its works

& grew to love the shores in simple ways
& apart from above can’t see why
so go over it from the start there’s him
with the boulder him with the bird

none of it seems to turn out that great
so here we will will wildflowers
and a breeze so they might not leave. But no.

You’re right. No one blames no one and
no one poked out my eye no one

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