MOTION
I like the abstraction of
it, how it suggests
emotion, how it, a noun, embodies
movement, the tension of
overcaffeination, action, the fear that
builds up in your body as you
cross the bridge that connects this
world to the rest of the world over what
feels like a hundred years of
progress, of water, of geometric suspension over
myth, over
space, over your own best instincts,
over the rationality of what
you like to call your mind, even though
it's more like brain, a
chunk of meat, resisting
dissection or its action directed in-
ward, selfward, which is to say that
no understanding is gleaned through
action, though there is some satisfaction
here underneath the
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