It is what it is
so when is it
and
when is it not
is what I mean
why is something
some thing
and not another
when everything
is made of the
same thing
is what I mean
when do you land
on a leaf
and travel the infinite
roundedness of green
to then return
to air
is what I mean
because I can love
the micro
and
the macro
is what I mean
because it is discontinuous
in its presences
and continuous in absentia
is what I mean
it is what I mean
the thinking
thing
that I am
it is what it is
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you should use this poem for the double visions show.
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