We are defected
beyond human nature
beyond unconscious drive and action
We do not reproduce our bodies
we replicate in meaning and belief
We enter death as mirror
ambiguous, mysterious, non-thing
We are pure perception
pure, becoming, fluid.
Afraid of our love for the world,
Afraid of our mortal defect,
Against human nature.
Uniting living and dying and being
and non-being and flesh and time
and pain and ecstasy,
we explore ourselves in glory.
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