As it happens, it happened,
As it came to pass, touching
And seized, together, a share.
Tiring, isn’t it. As praise,
As ideological
And aesthetic achievement,
How stupid. An accident
Occurred. That’s how this world goes.
A verisimilitude
May be an accomplishment,
But to praise every contact
With the random in your art,
Essays, thoughts, metaphysics?
Low bar to fall as you are.
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