To Live or, if Possible, to Continue

Given everyone who thinks
About continuity
Is both here and has some sense

Of being continuous
While consuming the frequent,
Brief discontinuities

Of sleeping, etc.,
How terribly surprising
Is it that so much musing

By both professional and
Amateur ruminators
Dwells on continuity

And how can one continue?
Children, continuity
Is not an accomplishment

Nor a goal, though it seems so,
Though it feels very much like
Both to the continuous.

Here you are, as a backhoe
Claws out a new septic tank
Just out of sight in the woods,

Since the neighbors want to stay
Here and stash waste here as long
As their bodies continue

To want, consume, and leave waste,
As bodies will, as the birds
Do, perched on their windowsills,

As you do, ruminating,
This thing that you continue
To do. Please, do continue.