It has been proposed that purposes are at cross purposes
with the proposal that no memory or memorandum
should be accepted or practiced without purposelessness
Each leg of the journey would rather be an arm and a leg
so valuable as to be in command of the head's heart
beating beating beating to prove that flow remains the best interest
The log has something to say about that but it speaks a dead language
the language of mold and slime and fungus, the way a virus hears from a bacteria
do not call it living, that dead never alive dead thing, and that is a mild reaction
So what if we say that these dichotomics are atomic demonics
as unharmonic as economics on a hot day in a hot country
and if we say that then our cat should get to kill as many second birds as our stones
And our proposal becomes a moot joint smoked too late
already too high to go higher in the plane of existence
that is just one plane, one level, one land that extends
To every corner
of our purpose-voided
universe