Physical exegesis.
Trivial irritations
Can haunt sunlit hours
Like mosquitoes, hungry ghosts,
Anxious paperwork,
All of the above.
Cultures prefer opposites
That converge on unities,
Or trinities that diverge
Without losing unity.
No one knows how the spirit
Arose from the blood,
The blood from watery depths.
It’s irritating.
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