I'm so overwhelmed by contingency
in life and time, I don't know what to do –
Be bold or noble? Beholden to me,
or indebted and invested in you?
Obviously, me and you are bigger
than you and I, these are most full subjects,
they encompass the space between figure
and flesh, sculpting out all their neat affects:
Me, I don't sculpt – I see and don't inscribe;
my eye does the damage for me, and I'm
mostly content with beholding the tribe
of wounded or cut men, first or two-time:
Precision is a line that dumbs us down –
I magnify the buzz to hold us down.
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