You are a composite beast
Made up of composite beasts
Contained in composite beasts.
These words are composite beasts
Composing composite beasts
Of poems comprising small parts
Of larger composite beasts.
And yet it never adds up
To one great composite beast,
And it never can be husked
Like the shells of Russian dolls,
In infinite lines of beasts.
On inspection, all dissolves,
And nothing’s ever resolved.
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