the many lives of a tortoise .. .

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we are made up of the past
   with pieces added
      joints and fissures

cracks
            knitsugi craft
spurs
            those worn by knights
words
            one hundred meanings

all construct different
   Babel towers formed
      of intellect and fables

let patterns crumble to the floor

stop
            making sense of it
finally
            we run amok
scattered
            of our own conclusions

   crazy people search
   their river sources
   build fires of trial
   and consequence

colloquialisms
            true as trees
language
            of our forefathers

   our mutual associations
   chaos and disorder

some admired, others discarded

these will be burned
   as argument debates
      they turn to pulp

the underbelly of a tortoise
   who carries wisdom on his back
      passioned entrails

navigates all grey flesh arenas
   content upon the margins
      of new discovery

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