Simplicity Urge

Gone are the items
without the means to kindle joy fire

ice is beautiful: unmoving freedom
another charming single-celled organism
that wishes it didn't have a brain

is my soul the point upon with 
rotation would cease if it could be stopped
but the math is easy enough
if it doesn't become small or a universe

where edge cases muddy the ocean
discard the wind
and imagine life without the moon.

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