narrator’s disenchantment

the unmeditative story
that compels the mind
to disgorge the body

making the cosmos
into a shoddy place
all rust and grist

milled like a coffee bean
too old to release
any of its grease

only dust and lucidity
compel the mind
back to the clouds

to release the land
from your expectations
from your hands

and follow these instructions
that are for me
by fee

never free
because time costs
an infinite price

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